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Changed my mind... The thought of the day is actually from a couple of days ago when I saw Wanted and thought of it exactly what Megalone has, but that last thing... It was delicious so here:

Wesley: This *is* me taking control, from Sloan, from the fraternity, from Janis, billing reports, ergonomic keyboards, from cheating girlfriends and sack of shit best friends. This is me taking back control of my life. What the fuck have you done lately?
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Running does seem like a good sollution, but I don't think it is... So then what is?
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Always trust those people who trust you.....
and always love those people who love you
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You are only young once . . . but you can stay immature indefinitely!

Cash in your chips too soon and you'll never know what could have been.

Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.
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A thought for the paranoid amongst you......

Keep your friends close and keep your enemies even closer.....

Who said that !!!!

sexy hips, luscious lips, is there a guy who is worthy of this?
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You are only young once . . . but you can stay immature indefinitely!

Ban shampoo. Demand real poo.
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Any day now...
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My dearest angel...
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We're all just a bunch of psychopathic apes.
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Let this happen as it should.

also...

I will love you always, angel.
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Snore

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water..
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course , the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.

'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.

You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
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You are only young once . . . but you can stay immature indefinitely!