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Sometimes I feel like the rebel vampire that has already been through this all to many times. If you have an old soul does that not make you that much older? At what point do you realize your past lives and at what point do the lost years stack upon your heavy soul. Is it like a wakening that sparks your mind full of wisdom and knowledge? Is it when the doors to other rooms open in a split second like in those near death experiences? End of the world.

The not-so secret life of a manic depressant. My battle with bipolar disorder. She watched him for a while. There was something about him that was so special, something unexplainable, something wonderful. After a while, she decided to curl up next to him. He was warm and cozy, and he immediately shuffled into a position where she would fit perfectly amongst him; like a jigsaw puzzle.

Impressed, however, that it has broadband.