Friday, May 28, 2004
enough sappy shit:
Hello. This blog was entirely typed by someone who has nothing better to do. Although its undeniable that life's pretty fucked up for this youth, there are better things that can brighten his day. Let the HuMoUr coagulate!!! now!!!
in a room, there's a pixie, goblin, fairy, smart-mat and a dumb-mat. in the middle of the toom there's a ruby thats much sought after. Question: Which one of them would reach the ruby first?!
Answer: the dumb-mat.
why? because there's no such thing as a pixie, goblin, fairy OR a smart-mat. :D
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Hello. This blog was entirely typed by someone who has nothing better to do. Although its undeniable that life's pretty fucked up for this youth, there are better things that can brighten his day. Let the HuMoUr coagulate!!! now!!!
in a room, there's a pixie, goblin, fairy, smart-mat and a dumb-mat. in the middle of the toom there's a ruby thats much sought after. Question: Which one of them would reach the ruby first?!
Answer: the dumb-mat.
why? because there's no such thing as a pixie, goblin, fairy OR a smart-mat. :D
::end::
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
sometimes words cant describe what im imagining right now. weird mirage spinning around, flying planes and dying children. water and air combining into one, this salhqe awhyla ahm aehojeyoh ehdh oejhsh...
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Monday, May 10, 2004
stuck but moving still
Still sitting there, eyes seemingly hollow,
Void but filled with sands of sorrow.
The distance drawing closer, and one lies
Awaiting still at his seat yet moving on.
Knowing the difference between moving on and
Moving is important, to not let it be bland.
The life that he knows of is still going on,
Reiterating the past as if the future is gone...
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Still sitting there, eyes seemingly hollow,
Void but filled with sands of sorrow.
The distance drawing closer, and one lies
Awaiting still at his seat yet moving on.
Knowing the difference between moving on and
Moving is important, to not let it be bland.
The life that he knows of is still going on,
Reiterating the past as if the future is gone...
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