This is really a pointless journal.


What If?I was walking through the school and I heard the Wind whistling through the trees, as if they Were whispering. What if trees wanted to Talk? What stories would they tell us of the lives They had seen? Would they tell us their secrets? No, they only whisper to Wind, who spreads The word to everyone as she passes.What If?
Will the sky ever come crashing down, down, Shattering our dreams? Oh, what a spectacle That would certainly be. Or will it be An illusion, as we race towards heaven?
Either way, will we be ready to die?
What if you could live to be five hundred &nb
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last.fm [link]
Arrivederci Motherfucker
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"Art is the dumbest of them all. There's no set rules, except when there are, and if you break those rules, except when they're not there, it's even BETTER art, except when it's not!" *saesama
Internets go here: [link]
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last.fm [link]
Arrivederci Motherfucker
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The dreams and wishes of today are the deformed realities of tomorrow.
My latest deviation, Humming bird!
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"Art is the dumbest of them all. There's no set rules, except when there are, and if you break those rules, except when they're not there, it's even BETTER art, except when it's not!" *saesama
Internets go here: [link]
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The dreams and wishes of today are the deformed realities of tomorrow.
My latest deviation, Humming bird!
--
"Art is the dumbest of them all. There's no set rules, except when there are, and if you break those rules, except when they're not there, it's even BETTER art, except when it's not!" *saesama
Internets go here: [link]
Just bored
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The dreams and wishes of today are the deformed realities of tomorrow.
My latest deviation, Humming bird!
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