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Jace
Nov. 2, 1982

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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

The Cowardice in Taking Things for Granted

** Dedicated to the people who think they are so important that they have the right to be angry at anything and everything that indirectly affects them **

It's like a power that you have gained for the first time. The amount of money that you have, the time that it takes for you to be able to do the things that you need to do, the advantages and perks that you have in your work... in your life...

You try it out... you test it... know its limitations. You explore it to its fullest.

And for a brief moment, you are happy. Happy because you have everything at the tip of your fingers. One request and it is done. You feel like you can make anything happen. You feel like everything is under your control... everything revolves around you.

And then you feel as if you are the most important person in this world. That technically speaking, you control whatever happens about yourself.... about your life... about whatever you do. You think as if the whole world should stop and acknowledge that you are present. You need the world to notice you for whatever it is you have even without you telling it.

If you do not get what you want, you fill your heart with rage and take revenge somewhere else. Instead of going straight to the source, you act as if you need to build a small army to make revolt.

Wake up asshole... because life is not about you. If there is a problem, the quickest way to have it resolved is to take action and direct towards the source of the problem. Instead of taking the time to make other people aware that you are angry, work towards solving the problem of your anger.

If i'm the problem. Then talk to me.

Without that, I have no time for a piece of chicken shit like you.

poisoned_____4:50 AM

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