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Islamic extremism scares me. Glad to be catholic.. even if I suck at being a good one.

I have no idea.. I was raised like that: Do something wrong -> hell. Do right -> heaven. And well, that last part reminds me of that episode where Chase kills Dibala, saying he did the right thing, and then in confession the priest told him he had no right. It's all.. complicated. obviously you can't hurt people just because you think they're bad. It's.. not human. I think we all need to treat everyone the way we want them to treat us.

Don't worry Crest. I'm gone. Not good for me to be posting.

Hey..

Poker. Nice.

I think... That not everybody believes in God. Not talking about myself. Just, many religions, many people. And.. he wants us to do stuff for a reason. Even if we don't agree with him, we have to do those things.

Thanks, I knew that my colleague would understand the beauty of my work. See ya :nice:

Thanks :nice: I should get going, I need to take a walk... And maybe buy something to eat, I haven't eaten for some days now :shifty: Hope to see you soon, and take care :kiss:

Albie got Albied.

Cause... um.. Let's put it this way: Life is a cold cruel bitch. At least the weather is nice and I can enjoy some rain..

I'm shitty. You? Night Milica :)

I have that song.

Studying. Being nice.

I'll write something, if I like it, I'll show it. edit: wa, it really bothers me to see I'm still with 4k posts. I'm tired of it.

Well I don't like to write, so I guess that's why my handwriting sucks. But when I take my time, it kinda rocks.

But it's not school stuff.

Taking a year off is suicide. Well not really, it's cool. But you end up being lazy.

I'd show you mine. But I never write stuff, I read :nice:

I'm jealous. My handwriting is terrible.

Hey, I'm just recording my voice to listen how fucked up it sounds because of being sick. That's a nice story, not imaginary at all :awesome: You have a cute handwriting :nice:

Firefox :heart:

Milica.

Not because of that.. It's more like.. environmental icy crap that comes to my brain when I'm listening.

Everytime I see a Sigur Ros pic, or just the name I think of ice.

I want my stuff back. Thanks Santa. And cookie. I need one.