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You judge others upon their actions, but you judge yourself by your intention.




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"Can't stop, won't stop. I must be dreaming."




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Got YWS?

You judge others upon their actions, but you judge yourself by your intention.




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In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed by that which it was nourished by.
(Exerpt from Shakespearean Sonnet Number 73)




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bunnies. (idk where that came from)
"Can't stop, won't stop. I must be dreaming."




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Help! I can't remember if I'm the evil twin or the good one!




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"Why kill time when you can kill yourself?"
-Voltaire




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A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo

Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.




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John McClane: Drop it. It's the police.
Tony: You won't hurt me.
John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not?
Tony: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen.
John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me



Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.
— Leonardo da Vinci