Truth
Intelligence. Capacity for learning. Reasoning. Understanding. Similar forms of mental activity. Aptitude in grasping truths. Relationships. Facts. Meanings.
Truth. This is truth. There isn’t.
Truth. This is truth. There it is.
Performance. Opinions.
Knowledge. Acquaintance with facts. Truths. Principles. As from study or investigation. General erudition. Knowledge of many things.
Truth. This isn’t truth. It’s over there.
Truth. This isn’t truth. It left.
Repetition Repetition Repetition. Stop.
Being spoon-fed facts and histories won’t help you read a book.
Being spoon-fed facts and histories will help you know the book’s story.
In balance lies beauty. In exchange lies speaking.
There are two sides to every story, and four to every desk. They must be utilized fully to completely grasp others.
You are your ideas. Your ideas can change.
Chuck deserves some therapy. William too.
8 weeks a year the seasons change. Look at them.
Singing makes sense of the senseless. Anything put to music is beautiful.
Silly lyrics= the best poetry.
We spoke for hours.
She took off my trousers.
Spent the day laughing in the sun.
We had fun.
And my friends they all looked stunned (yeah yeah).
Dude she's amazing and I can't believe you got that girl.
McFly. That Girl.
Everyone relates.
There is a movie for every possible situation. If not, make one.
There is not a movie for every day. They aren’t necessary.
There is not a movie for every day. They aren’t necessary.
Trainspotting is a good one.
Choose chooses choose.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing. Spirit-crushing game shows. Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all. Pishing your last in a miserable home. Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish. Fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
You know. Happy thoughts.
They help.
Depression isn’t necessarily a bad thing.Choose chooses choose.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing. Spirit-crushing game shows. Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all. Pishing your last in a miserable home. Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish. Fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
You know. Happy thoughts.
They help.
Hitting rock bottom helps hit the high notes.
Steal life mantras from others experiences.
Live your own life.
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