To those over the last decade I’ve let down, hurt, pushed away and made empty promises; I’m sorry, but none this will change. I’ll continue to walk the same path I always have and I can’t anymore. When you finally find this and read it just know I wish it would have been different and I that I’m sorry I have to hurt you one last time, but at least this time I can promise it will be the last.
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Apparently, the ultimatum, or the calling, has been revealed. Hear ye, hear ye, the year of the Boar, has arrived, and begun.
I’m trying to imagine in depths, the exile, it’s quite exciting.
I just need warmth for during the night.
Maybe, start a net blog, about it. About, and during, the progression of our objective, practice, of skateboarding.
Hopefully, the type of art, and work, which could catch, a drift income.. because of this, capitalists, innovation.
Vote, one, for universal basic, income, in America. Who’s voting, with? We the people, can.. do, it.
Realization.
What do you, think?
That we the people can devise our tax, distribution, in its entirety.
Take from where, it is being, wasted, perhaps, even, stolen, and trim, it, in any way, that we the people, deem to seem fit.
Universal, basic, income, in America, where every Americans, age-21, plus, can receive federal monthly, income, if they are not at work.. let’s say, of about 500, or so, a month.