Category: Shots of Wisdom
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Who’s Gonna Save You Now?
*article not yet edited, please excuse any mistakes. Warning: triggers, Dealing with extreme depression. 80% of emails I receive daily on ask.johndeus@gmail.com, an e-mail dedicated solely to better help the awesome audience of mysupremacy.com for free, are in one way or the other a guy telling me about his oneitis case, how he is in…
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Minimum Wage & The Sad Reality Of Life
*The article is not yet edited, please excuse any mistakes Minimum wage and the sad reality of life. Todays article will focus on the reality and fairness of the current situation of minimum wage workers worldwide. I will discuss my view point on the minimum wage workers issue from my own perspective. Some brutal truths…
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A Rant On: Insecurities
*This article is not yet edited, please excuse any mistakes. Everyone is insecure about something. That statement alone should be enough for you to get rid off all your insecurities, but it probably won’t. Insecurities are doing much more damage to you than you think, it is stifling you, it is crippling the awesome dude…
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How To Get Your Dream Girl?
How to get your dream girl? Yes, I did use a “Clickbait” title. No, This article won’t be like the 100 general BS articles you have read with such a title. I hope I can get my message across, I hope I can get people to understand that all articles promising you to get a…
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How One Hot Shower Fucked up My Life!
One Hot Shower! Yes, utterly and completely FUCKED UP my life! I went from Ripped, Rich, and Successful into one Fat, Lazy motherfucker! But how is it possible? Taking one shower, REALLY?! NO… It was One “Hot” Shower.
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When Was The Last Time You Fucked Up?
When Was The Last Time I Fucked Up? Couple of months ago, I was chilling at a Semi-VIP club in Frankfurt called velvet. I spotted two hotties sitting on a couch chatting. I decided to go talk to them, I already had a girl with me so I wasn’t really interested, I was just bored…
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Ride The Wave.
Ride The Wave I was 5 years old, sitting on a chair next to my father. He was expressing in prose his glories and the never reoccurring stories of the past. I remember being quite like usual, closely scrutinizing this magical wave of social interaction, this observable energy altering between hearers of the talk. This…