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a moment my respect grew for my mother was when she let me skip school when i had a nightmare
when i was a junior in high school
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"Silence is dry; sound is wet. Volume is the mass of sound. In silence you can hear people think, but only when their bodies stop making noises. But who cares what people think? The noises their bodies make are more interesting anyway. Listen to your body. Talk to plants. Ignore people."
a moment my respect grew for my mother was when she let me skip school when i had a nightmare
when i was a junior in high school