Mood:
It seems as though I have lost my way. Being pulled and pushed about by external forces. My vision has grown hazey from this and changed my ways. I can't remember what my aim was or even distingush night from day. Off in the distance I see my shadow point fingers at me and laugh. Only if i could understand why the turmoil has arrived, but it seems to be here to stay. So I will dwell in this gray matter trying to get my footing. Hopefully someday things will be more fullfilling.
Being pushed astray....











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Rem.
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Violator3 - Analog? Mmmh... it's better than digital.
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(¸.·´ (¸.·´ .·´
(´¸.·*´¯`*·> You laugh because im different; i laugh because your all the same.
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JAY DEE - 1974-2006 - R.I.P. [link]
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I Hear, I Forget, I See, I Remember, I Do, I Understand.
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(¸.·´ (¸.·´ .·´
(´¸.·*´¯`*·> You laugh because im different; i laugh because your all the same.
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