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By Ruth May BRONZE
Chesapeake, Virginia

I slammed my computer shut, grabbed my sweater and slid some shoes onto my feet. I had to get out; go for a walk---do something to clear my head. It all got to be just too much for...
Ruth May BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
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By livingmylife4512 SILVER
Pleasant Plains, Illinois
livingmylife4512 SILVER, Pleasant Plains, Illinois
6 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
Any lyric by The Maine or Never Shout Never<br /> &quot;I am I, you are you, we are we, we could live in such harmony&quot;

AbysmallyAbstracted PLATINUM, Mountains, Colorado
33 articles 4 photos 13 comments

Favorite Quote:
2000 B.C. - &quot;Here, eat this root.&quot;<br /> 1000 B.C. - &quot;That root is heathen, say this prayer.&quot;<br /> 1850 A.D. - &quot;That prayer is superstition, drink this potion.&quot;<br /> 1940 A.D. - &quot;That potion is snake oil, swallow this pill.&quot;<br /> 1985 A.D. - &quot;That pill is ineffective, take this antibiotic.&quot;<br /> 2000 A.D. - &quot;That antibiotic is artificial. Here, eat this root.&quot;<br /> ~Author Unknown

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By Eer320 PLATINUM
S. China, Maine
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you&#039;re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I&#039;ve got a few missing. It&#039;s ok though, because I&#039;ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who&#039;s an 8-color type.. I&#039;m like, hey girl, magenta! and she&#039;s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I&#039;m like, no - I want magenta!&quot;

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Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you&#039;re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I&#039;ve got a few missing. It&#039;s ok though, because I&#039;ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who&#039;s an 8-color type.. I&#039;m like, hey girl, magenta! and she&#039;s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I&#039;m like, no - I want magenta!&quot;

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By Eer320 PLATINUM
S. China, Maine
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you&#039;re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I&#039;ve got a few missing. It&#039;s ok though, because I&#039;ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who&#039;s an 8-color type.. I&#039;m like, hey girl, magenta! and she&#039;s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I&#039;m like, no - I want magenta!&quot;

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By Anonymous
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By datrumpeter PLATINUM
Jefferson City, Missouri
datrumpeter PLATINUM, Jefferson City, Missouri
40 articles 6 photos 59 comments

Favorite Quote:
&#039;Before you insult someone, walk a mile in their shoes. that way, when you insult them, you&#039;ll be a mile away from them and you&#039;ll have their shoes.&#039;

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By Anonymous