No Thinking

I don't want to want to think. Worry. Stress. But, how's it possible to do so with so much pressure life mounts on your shoulders? When will I meet the changed man I attempt to materialize right in front of my very own eyes each second passing by? That man, patient when reaching for his... Continue Reading →

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