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Just some Jedi that you used to know.

Joined April 2021
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Notice: I will not be participating in 'New Year, New Me'. I will continue to be a problem.
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My faith is not unshakeable. My forgiveness is not limitless. My compassion is not absolute. I’m good, but I’m not faultless, I am not without fear, I am not without anger, I am not without darkness. I know my darkness.
Oh... Damn. I'm sorry I roasted you. I was trying to flirt.
Remember: The Best and Longest lasting criminals work within the System. Everyone loves a Robin Hood but those get caught.
If you've been waiting for a sign....
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there was a girl who didn’t sleep for a hundred years. every time she closed her eyes, an eerie yellow wind blew in from under her door. so she watched the door every night, afraid. someday, she thought, she’d find someone. someone to dream beside. someone to watch the door.
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-composition of life." -F. Rogers It may not be easy to understand but it should be easy to support them regardless. If you're a parent, step up.
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"It's not always easy for a father to understand the interests and ways of his children. It seems the songs of our children may be in keys we've never tried. The melody of each generation emerges from all that's gone before. Each of us contributes in some unique way to the-
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Khreehmsickle.
I want a Too Many Vowels and H’s version of my name…
A reminder.
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It's an Indigenous Day of Mourning.
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Our thoughts are with Those Before who died and the ones who came back different than they left their homes.
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"Do you know what a Sage is?" ⌬⠀𝗥𝗣: Multi Fandom (Mostly) Single Universe; Son of @MilesFromEden; Padawan to @NotReallyAJedi ⌬⠀𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: Violence; Language; Spoilers; Flagrant Abuse of Google Translate ⌬⠀𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿: Experienced; >30yo; Friendly; DMs are open
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Mistakes are a learning experience. We cannot have success without failure.
if you could peel the mistakes out of your life, what would be left? what glimmering bones would remain? would their sparkle be duller, less joy-colored? would they be missing something, like a soup without salt, a house without ghosts, a sky without a cloud to puncture its blue?
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