We Are Rebelles in a Rebelle Society.
We Rebelles operate through a dialectic, aching and painstakingly groping after the syntheses that will create foundations for future generations.
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Let Me Write It First on Your Heart. {poetry}
Dwell in me, hide in me: those are the words that I could whisper in your ear to so solemnly find.
I scattered the dust from around you to tie in my love,
and put your faith on the utmost rewind.
Nature Is My Playground.
The seldom times we get to be out in nature, we get to touch base once more with who we are. Only then, when we return back into society, to forget and get caught up in the roller coaster. We drink, take drugs, engage in harmful activities, and seek external pleasures. We become extremists in ...
Running Far And Wide In Search Of My Own Nourishment.
She sneaks snacks from others who willingly hold their hands out to her, the stray cat. They pet her, and tell her how beautiful she is, and she shines like she once did for him. She feels guilty for taking their snacks.