Tag: writing
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New sleeping schedule just dropped with rave reviews

Tonight is the first night of what I hope will be my new schedule for a whole year till March 1, 2023 (only 9 days late, don’t judge. A lot has been happening recently). My goal for quite some time has been to wake up early, meaning, be up and running before 8am every weekday.…
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You have 3 wishes; what do you want?

So, you stumbled upon a genie’s lamp, dragon’s lair, magic totem, ancient goldfish, benevolent demigod, whatever wish granter creature in you head, and now you get 3 wishes —tale as old as time (or at least middle eastern folklore)—. What are you getting besides the obvious? Meaning:– World Peace– End World Hunger– No more life…
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Not being ‘good enough’ but still being ‘better than the rest’

I’m a firm believer of “If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.” Yes, everybody has a different breaking point and triggers. And yes, we should be emphatic towards others ‘cause we don’t know what they’re going through. Ok, to avoid being judged as an insensitive asshole, I’ll try to be be…
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Please, I’m asking nicely: TAKE. YOUR. FUCKING. WIND. CHIMES. DOWN!

Yes, Wind Chimes make noise. Yes, Wind chimes are annoying. And yes, if you have one hanging up outside with other properties nearby, you probably have a neighbor that hates your guts and curses you every time the sound resonates into their home. Wind chimes are offensive, uninviting, obnoxious AND THEY CAUSE FUCKING ANXIETY. Keep…
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A new hero emerges during the Ukraine – Russia crisis

Shortly after the Russian invasion began, unconfirmed rumors spread widely across the internet of a mysterious Ukrainian lone soldier terrorizing the Russian military within the first hours of the war. Apparently, this unknown military hero dubbed “The Ball Fondler of Donetsk” on social media, has been visiting numerous military Russian Camps dressed as a combat…
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A covert truth (pt. 3)

**To read part two of this story, click here** [cont.] All three men kept walking at a steady pace with the President’s burning cigar crown (and smell) leading the way. Most of the time they would breathe in the smoke blowing on their faces right behind him. It was still dark, and they wouldn’t risk…
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How to go from seeing red, to seeing blue

I have never experienced road rage in my life. Nor have felt anger turning into violence towards any living being (maybe a tree or car at some point, an inanimate object, of course. Bigger and stronger than me). Fair game, no one gets hurt, play ball. But I have seen red like four times during…


