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When in the pursuit of happiness Obstacles cross our way, When all seems lost And there is a darkening of the day. Remember God in His heaven And it does not cost to call. We'll find despite our troubles We've been blessed after all.
There are two sides of the Velvet Rope. Those who want to be on the other side and those who are on the other side.
Part of being sane, is being a little bit crazy.
Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best thing you can do it to know yourself... know what you want.