Tag Archives: Afraid

I DUB THEE DWEEB

Well, I could dub me dweeb of the day. . . but I doubt I’d go that way– I’d be afraid, you wouldn’t then come out to play.

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FEARSOME PERSEVERING

Persevering in the face of little but powerful voices that are afraid of persevering. Gets good stuff done, in line with my volition– even if the feeling, is somewhat like my skin from my body slowly peeling, to leave my … Continue reading

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