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+ CD stuck in my head :
Air - TalkieWalkie
+ Talented mofos and such :
sEan:dimA:angeTriste:yury:pacMan23:Eosis:danimation2oo1
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You have reached me, and me is not available, leave me a messege and me will get back to you shortly. beep.
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Air - TalkieWalkie
+ Talented mofos and such :
sEan:dimA:angeTriste:yury:pacMan23:Eosis:danimation2oo1
:::
You have reached me, and me is not available, leave me a messege and me will get back to you shortly. beep.
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He never was the type to really care about time. you can't see, touch or taste it, time is just there, its like air, except the side effects are lethal. You never really know how much spare time you have left in your pocket, you never really learn to accept the fact that it will eventually consume you. His friends appreciated his company, his sense of humor, the way he carried himself as if he didn't really care what anybody thought of him, except he did. He didn't need anymore friends, his phonebook had enough entries in it to make space for new ones, so in a group of fresh acquaintances he kept to himself.
Our lungs can hold up to seven pi
page 103
august 28th /
..1.36am - What are you suppose to think of yourself when all you hear from people that are suppose to support you most, is avalanche of verbal abuse? When you are being reminded everyday that you're a nobody, going nowhere, even if in other people's eyes you're an ideal friend. Often being compared to people that wasted their life away, the losers who accomplished zero, nill, nada. Working a dead-end job, with no degree, you did this to yourself. You did this, you decided to skip out on the higher education. You have cut yourself off from friends, from family members living less than a football field away, from fresh air allt
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.. 3.42am, I've done nothing all day. I slept, felt like shit when I was awake, and slept some more. Now that I'm up, I'm just going to grab a bite to eat and then pass out listening to some depressing piece of soothing earcandy. Is it in these moods that we are suppose to produce something artistic? Do you automatically become an artist once you put your thoughts onto a piece of paper or paint them on canvas? I'm at a point in my life where I feel like I have nothing to look forward to, the things I wanted to see or accomplish are just muffled sounds thumping in and out of my head. I feel like a robot on autopilot, going somewhere and doing
still here.
+ Talented mofos and such :
sEan:dimA:angeTriste:yury:pacMan23:Eosis:danimation2oo1
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(check it) :
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