I broke the ischium ring off of my pelvis (the loop at the bottom that you sit on) when I was 17 and got t-boned by a '79 Beemer. It's the only bone I ever broke, but it was a doozy.
I can't sleep with my own bedroom door closed. It completely freaks me out. It's still hard when it's not my own bedroom.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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