I'm seeing dead pixels in the sky, hearing things I've never said yearning and for things not so far away.
All the time wondering, why am I still awake.
. . . bit hungry tho.
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There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
-Friedrich Nietzsche
Thursday, August 21, 2008
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hello!!
ya blog is alive..
ya hands are alive..
ya.. mind is alive...
ya ish alive..
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