Here is my life which exists on paper. A new day, an old page. Enjoy.
28 November 2008
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1 comment:
september 15, 2006
"The happiest man alive is superior to all that he possesses." - Voltaire
thrive, carry out life's happiest moments while
you're in the bucket of bait. where else
can your heart throb the most intense?
the vessels. I am being roofed by these.
to just make sense of this. perhaps never.
what can be found here? certain, certain,
certain, certainty. certainly. turn
the other cheek. the blow comes from
your tongue. open up. you really don't
belongs here. do you really think so?
laugh & forget. succumb. enslave.
don't squirm.
you don't mean anything by trying.
blasphemous.
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