Sam Ender

I no longer post on here. Saving for future browsing.

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Loch Lomond, Scotland

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DESIRE IS DEATH.

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I can scroll through your instagram, twitter, facebook, tumblr and see just how narcissistic the heart is. You've bowed to the idea that posting a photo of your body, possessions, life is acceptable because it is common. I don't believe that your life is going that well. And I don't pity your sad posts. Your idol is yourself, and your drug is being liked. Am I being self righteous? I don't know, maybe in part-- but I sure as hell don't want to be a part of this any longer. This isn't advice, I just think it's all bullshit. Surely there are others who are frustrated?

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"And anybody who sits around and lets it happen, keeps silent about something he knows has happened, shares the guilt of it just as much as the Roman soldier who pierced the flesh of Our Lord to see if He was dead. Boys, this is my church!"

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TUMBLR IS A SITE FOR A BUNCH OF FREAKING NERDS

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It is necessary for me to forego all fears of pleasing or impressing those around me-- rather I should focus on accomplishing an artistic vision that has been longing to be realized in my life.

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it's at night, when everyone's stopped talking and laid down to rest, that I'm most lonely.

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