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October 31, 2012 by cieramilo

Milestones. They literally are distance markers in travel. They mark the beginning or the ending of something in life, maturity.

Today, I had my first bloody nose. It felt good actually. Not the part where I walked into this chick’s cross with the left side of my face. But the fact that I could take it. I was unfazed until I tasted the iron. Next step: black eye. I’ll try to avoid the broken ribs part all together. Not that committed yet.


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