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Cattle Prod
Contributed by
calebcrain
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Friday, 1st August 2008 @ 02:25:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Is there no way to escape reeking boredom.
The aroma fills my nostrils everywhere I go. It's
always the same pungent stench of routine.
Sure I have my friends and my automatic stress relievers,
but familiarity is an everpresent tap on the shoulder, a cattle prod
starting me in the direction of freedom
freedom from the brainwashing rules,rants,commandments and laws.
The get in your head unless your dead media mentality.A wave
of responsibility towers over me
and I say escape.
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calebcrain
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2008-08-01 02:25:03] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Cattle Prod
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 1st August 2008 @ 05:49:14 AM AEST (User
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hopefully you figured out what to do with your life. the transition from high school to college or the real world can be hard. i'm sure you will succeed at whatever you decide to do. good luck! |
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