All feelings are right if your basis is yourself. It may be wrong for others because they do not understand you. But why bother to explain? Just do what will make you happy, and then be it.
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POSTED Sunday August 30th
About Me
He is my self-inflicted pain. A preposterous diversion. A momentary bliss. My blameworthy experience. My poisonous religion. He is my annoyance, and yet he remains to be my only happiness.
The name's Mikx, a blogger since 2007. Anything else? Nothing new.
