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My grumpy belief is that I don't owe people any of my personal information, and every time I share something, whether it's how I'm feeling or the deepest traumas buried in my soul, it is a gift that I am giving them.

The corollary to this is that other people don't owe me their personal information either, and if they do chose to share, they are giving me a gift and I ought to react appropriately.

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"This too shall pass" I say as a car tailgates me.

Onion headline

Miracle: forgetful dyslexic got password right on first try.

Niet Molotoff/Njet Vladimir

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Is there a German word for the feeling you get right after realizing that you shoved slightly too much food into your mouth?