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Admiration
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I have a deep admiration for people who have a strong sense of motivation.
I have a deep admiration for people who have a strong sense of conviction.
I admire a few people greatly. Unfortunately, I can never muster up the guts to tell them.
I admire groups of men, who are lost within each other's brotherly love; who are perfectly content and forget the universe in that moment when they are together - soaking each other's personality up, laughing.
I admire a woman who knows how to be gentle and unassuming, quiet yet assuring - because she has been through fire.
I admire a man who knows he is looked up to but looks up to God.
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Our stomachs are monsters.
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It's been a few years now. Before I start to speak in vague, I would like to state - I miss writing like I did, when I was insane. But, times past. Bring in the new, we always say, and out with the old. Like an ever shedding snake, with sin for skin; or an ever metamorphose-ing caterpillar, groaning to burst out into the open sky, liberated.
That is me. Always groaning, always aching. I am alive, but I want to be set free. This body is growing too dilapidated for my own liking, and it will continue to go towards that state. All we ever do is try. But its the flesh that continues to hold me back. The flesh.
I am always waiting, groaning. To
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Our stomachs are monsters.
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It's been a few years now. Before I start to speak in vague, I would like to state - I miss writing like I did, when I was insane. But, times past. Bring in the new, we always say, and out with the old. Like an ever shedding snake, with sin for skin; or an ever metamorphose-ing caterpillar, groaning to burst out into the open sky, liberated.
That is me. Always groaning, always aching. I am alive, but I want to be set free. This body is growing too dilapidated for my own liking, and it will continue to go towards that state. All we ever do is try. But its the flesh that continues to hold me back. The flesh.
I am always waiting, groaning. To
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Good to see you back 
Thanks
your photography is beaautiful!!
Thank you so much!
You're very welcome!
oi mithun. enjoying life?? whats happening with you?
Duuuude! Yappy Birthday! Hope you're having an awesome 20th 