god i wish i wasn't texan.


mexico...The mysterious sky glowed an orangy pink as the sun was ignited and caught aflame setting the gasoline soaked clouds on fire. The ocean mimicked the sky in impressionistic brush strokes and touched the tip of the shore with reality. The boat swayed torridly amongst the flaming shore-breakers, it longingly tugged at the frayed rope knotted to the dock. A chip of paint rubbed off from the red letter U and fell to the sand where it was quickly hidden by an invisible hand stirring and tucking the fine grains of ground glass.mexico...
A tiny crab felt the same tug as he struggled to climb to the shore. He stepped on the paint chip


I museI muse over the unknown design of my existence, I leave my future to the intelligence of my subconscious. I may turn to a blemished personality living on impertinence, Or a famished poet living on her words that taste of sky. My sibling advises me to capture negatives of the world surrounding me and be employed by my urge to show others its beauty.I muse
Parents utter words of no preference but dream of journalism and painting. I wish to help others but in this- my chosen profession is psychotherapy.
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toe bean
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
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"What your eyes see and ears hear, the mind believes. But eyes and ears alike can be deceived, only the mind alone can know true reality".
how u doin?
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no, how old r u?
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must be tiring wen so young
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