Didn't want to get into too much detail, but actually this ^.
I don't even have to look down, being aware of the fact that there is the faint possibility of me going to fall makes my knees tremble.
I never had a hobby that would totally suck me in. But I never had an episode when I would push away everything else.
The closest I had to a hobby was when I took up writing stories, but then I got a depression and my motivation vanished.
That's a purely personal matter. Because while valuable, a person like Steven Hawking isn't irreplacable. Or Bethoven. Or any other person like that.
And it's for us to decide how important that one person is to excuse the misery, because it's only how it can be called, all the people in the...
Of dark. Not being in it, but peering into it from light. Simply saying, I'm paranoid about what I can't see. Also, drastic change. I dread my life suddenly changing in a bad way.
From more down to earth thing, methaphorically at least, heights.
Stop polluting the gene pool with your faulty sight, four eyes!
J/k, glasses can be sexy, and still probably more healthy that all the other prettifiers.
Not without a cause. They were *given* the territory and yet they behave as if it was rightfully their and successively expanded it. Becuase the torah say so no less.
Wait, so you mean people wilingly go to places some complete stranger points them to?
I have candy on the back of my car. Seriously. Come and get some.
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