Nothing to much to say. Burdened by sadness. One should not lose their care giver at such an age. You know what Serge is talking about. We are truly sorry.
Nobody will know the weight carried by those who are left behind. Some might know about it and for those who do, good if you manage to help those who has fallen.
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Today marks the 8th day of Serge working straight and he will be working until Thursday. Total days of work sums up to too damn much. What to do? This guy here is in the education line and the parent company held an education fair.
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To those who wished, we thank you and for those who didn’t realize; Serge celebrated his Xth year of being alive in this ugly and beautiful world recently. Where X is the year where the speed of sound was broken over the deserts of Southern California; that is after you add 36 to it.
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We are not worthy of such statements. Something must definitely be wrong in the world. Quite a handful As much as he loves being thanked, Serge doesn’t feel that it is a necessity for it at all.
We do what we need to do, no questions ask. For when we question we have doubts and when doubts appear, problem rises with a tendency to screw things up naturally. Pass it forward in all the things you do.
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Loneliness has always been a friend of mine,
Slowly surely and moving me towards the place call alone,
I pick up the pieces of the memory,
You walk away like a wind without direction
So both of them talked. It is now over fade to black. What he wished for can never come true and sadness fills the gaps of despair. The words hurt and cut deeper than any blade for the wound is not physical but emotional.
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We are the weak and cowardly Braveheart who had fallen in love,
Was it a faulty spring or growing confession? We have no reasons for ideas,
Sometime we lie to our self and hide away in shame,
Picking up the pieces of the broken hearted avenue,
Throw everything that we had cherished,
