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Thursday, November 22, 2007

I think I have a thing for the smell of ice. Is there even such a thing?
I'm really painting to the last minute. Damm!
Tired shit!
Okay. Its my fault. I have short attention span.

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3:12 PM

Everyone wants
someone they can hold and love.

Someone who will be there
to help pick up the pieces
when everything falls apart.

It is not fair
to show someone the sun
and then to banish them from it.

Even the devil may cry
when he looks around hell
and realizes he is there alone.