Tales from my head
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One of these days I’ll make a story with these two lovelies. They have an instagram page called hans_and_sabine where I post these pictures with a matching song.
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Guilt is a strange thing. Sometimes we did something wrong, and we know we did wrong, and might even have enjoyed doing the wrong, just to feel guilty afterwards. This is proper guilt. There is another kind of guilt that can weigh us down and become an anchor, even become a burden. This is a…
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I have the greatest respect for soldiers, those men and women willing to die for their country. I absolutely despise the politicians that send these men and women to war to fight for freedom. Whose freedom? These politicians are quick to say freedom is not free and asks a high price. They gladly pay that…
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Read any well written sentence and replace all the adjectives with variations of the F-bomb, and you will still get the meaning of the original sentence. It may even convey more meaning because that word carries different emotion and feeling for each of us. This word is relative to our experiences and sensitivity, the size…
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The old man’s stuff was moved into the building in early September, on a sunny Saturday morning. The old man himself showed up on foot in the afternoon. His building is one of six high rises, built in the seventies as part of a public development that provides subsidized housing for low-income families. Most people…
Tales from my head 