Banned because my workplace bans practically every website so I can not get a better one, thus I had to make it in paint and must now vent my tid bit of anger.
If words are just letters put together, why do we decide on what they mean?
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
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