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The Highs and Lows
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The Highs and Lows The internet allows you to get close to people you might not have otherwise met. Windows of correspondence come from every corner of the world. Through these tiny windows, people enter your living rooms and bedrooms. They share your laughter, your tears, your bed. They become a part of who you are, leading you in directions you would have never expected to take. They become a part of your journey, taking on meaningful roles in your life. Sometimes they become the fabric of your entire being. But other times, they disappear. Even though their role is not complete you, they’ve satisfied whatever longing existed in them. They are ready move to on, and often do so without a proper goodbye. These moments become the highs and lows of an otherwise static existence. Sometimes l wish I never found you. You led me to the lowest of the lows. Yet, I know in heart it is because you first took me to the highest of the highs. And that, I can only truly be grateful and nothing more. Altered The internet allows you to get close to people you might not have otherwise met. Windows of correspondence come from every corner of the world. People enter your living rooms and bedrooms through these tiny windows with bewildering deftness. They share your laughter, your tears, your bed. They become a part of who you are, leading you in directions you would have never expected to take. They become a part of your journey, taking on meaningful roles in your life. Sometimes they become the fabric of your entire being. But other times, they disappear with almost the same deftness but the ache and the longing they leave behind. Even though their role is not complete for you, they’ve satisfied whatever longing existed in them. They are ready to move on, and often do so without a proper goodbye. These moments become the highs and lows of an otherwise static existence. Sometimes l wish I never found you. You led me to the lowest of the lows. Yet, I know in my heart it is because you first took me to the highest of the highs. For that, I can only truly be grateful and nothing more. |
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nice good luck
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Concur. You have captured the sweet and the sour of the Digital Age. While online relationships seem more *dispensable*, I have come to believe that, in many cases, ghosting spares us the misery of a too-long *goodbye*. To my mind (and experience), the unlimited connectivity and exchange of ideas we enjoy today is still a fair trade-off for the attendant annoyances.
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2/10/2020 8:41 am |
Like a roler custer
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2/10/2020 8:47 am |
Very nice read. Good luck out here.
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Nice read
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2/10/2020 10:13 am |
Thank you for sharing this story.
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2/10/2020 10:14 am |
Very nice advice
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2/10/2020 10:49 am |
most of the time I never reach the highest highs that is real life interaction. However I get promised a lot of things from women that dissapear into the matrix prior to the reality of making my aquaintence. Such is life... I did have the highest of highs falling in love with someone i met in the internet.. it became real and was real im real life.. I guess some things are beautiful to only one person after its over.
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True... 👍 Now educate me... I read both versions looking for the hidden word. I never found it. Albeit I'm on a phone 📱. Or was that simply a way for your thought to sink in? 🤔 in my case... the fricken window is reeeleee tiny... but my cell is one of those 'scratch n sniff' hi powered toys. So... no regrets. 🍷🍷 After u work out... of course. 😎 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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r u going to give me a hint? 🤔 or do you want me to mess around... or do u care? I'm up for a mystery. What's the prize? 🍷🍷😎 Hey.. Whatever... it's all good! ❗⭕ ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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People enter your living rooms and bedrooms through these tiny windows with bewildering deftness. But other times, they disappear with almost the same deftness but the ache and the longing they leave behind. Altered lines...completely different from the first draft.
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