- Mood:
Bewildered - Listening to: silence
- Reading: Still: My obituary
- Watching: some ink stained paper
- Playing: with my mind
- Eating: again I haven't eaten since yesterday
- Drinking: Lapsang
I'm not depressed with myself... I love me... its the secretly ordered chaos and selfish greed surrounding us, controlling everything we do, trying to keep us for exploding with fun and life. its just making me sick.
Devious Comments
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a face only a mother could love
a wind-up clock without a key
as use-ful as green stop lights
born a day late and like that ever since
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