I hate who steals my solitude, without really offer me in exchange company.

my feelings were big, sad, comfortless, of a thinking animal, my heart acting like an orb filled too big for my chest, not from revulsion, which I have to say I didn’t feel, but over-all general misery.

The brain is the only organ God has deposited our reputation,success and respect so it's our responsibility to find the right debit card (Gifts,talents ) and withdraw them.

Here at St. Anthony’s, they have to close the curtains before it gets dark, since if a resident sees themself reflected in a window they’ll think somebody’s peeping in at them. It’s called “sun-downing.” When all the old folks get crazy at sunset.

Written By Chuck Palahniuk

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