Pirates and DoctorsI, uh, I don't really know anything.
And, whilst awesome, am not that good at anything.
So, comma, I'm entering the next arc in my saga.
It's been bad.
Timeskips don't happen in real life.
They do happen in my head, though.
I live through that every so often.
It's been slow.
Sleeping and not moving doesn't seem like me.
I'm a sleeping boar.
Am I also boorish?
It's been real.
I don't want this freaking dog that I love so much.
He's an asshole like no other.
I miss being special.
-Peace
Devious Comments
EEEaaaaaaaaaaaay!
Eu ja vivo enjoado, de viver aqui na terra...
Your life is like a game of angola. Exasperated, shambling. The hot sun beating down on your brow as you wearily look at your opponent in this circle of oppression. But the opponent is also your partner. People around you sing songs praising what they have, what they've come to know...they seem proud, but then the songs curiously turn to promises of freedom. You smirk, a terrible sadness drowning your whole being, but somehow, just somehow, you can't be broken. As long as you breath, so shall you play, so shall you sing.
...
Yo come over to my place. I got xbox nigga.
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"O que eu tenho,
Foi Deus quem me deu.
Na roda de capoeira,
Grande e pequeno sou eu."
You're awesome, dude. Peace.
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"You're going to have to learn just as I did that there's a difference between knowing the Path, and walking It."
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You can only do what you train to do
"They say it's 'we the people' but it's we who are weak; we love to bitch but forgot how to speak"
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"O que eu tenho,
Foi Deus quem me deu.
Na roda de capoeira,
Grande e pequeno sou eu."
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