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By Tricia BRONZE
Caribou, Maine

It feels like the world is crashing down around you when you start to doubt everything you have ever known, this happened to me freshman year at high school, my religion was sort o...
Tricia BRONZE, Caribou, Maine
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\\\"Bite me\\\"


liv101 BRONZE, North Baltimore, Ohio
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&quot; Have I gone mad&quot;? <br /> &quot; I&#039;m afarid so, your&#039;e absolutley bonkers, but i will tell you a secret. All the best people are&quot;.<br /> -Alice in Wonderland

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By M.W.M. BRONZE
Undisclosed, New Jersey
M.W.M. BRONZE, Undisclosed, New Jersey
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&quot;Test everything. Hold on to the good.&quot; -Paul of Tarsus (1 Thessalonians 5:21)

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By Grace Hammer BRONZE
Mauston, Wisconsin
Grace Hammer BRONZE, Mauston, Wisconsin
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BeccaRodwell BRONZE, Lake Delton, Wisconsin
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&quot;Be the change you wish to see in the world&quot;<br /> -Gandhi

Silevryn BRONZE, Osceola, Missouri
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&quot;The world hasn&#039;t become more violent, it&#039;s become more televised&quot;

drewnowater PLATINUM, Danville, Kentucky
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Current BRONZE, Russell, Minnesota
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By SunshyneSky GOLD
Oakdale, California
SunshyneSky GOLD, Oakdale, California
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Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being &quot;in love&quot; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.&quot;