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Apr 03, 2007 22:02

i have nothing to say but it just feels like so long.

everything these days is a meeting by chance, and one that doesnt last long enough. "Hey" in the hallways, and a wave through the windshield. I just feel stoic. About everything. about everything and even art.

how did i ever know art?

give him space to find his dreams, and he will realize how big a part of them you are

it isnt there anymore, i have climbed that mountain and the view just sucked. i carried my camera and defeated the rock face for Lynville "George," and the distant waterfall i can not hear.

if you arent all in then i'm not all yours.

no one else would have me so i might as well be anyways. you know it, and use it against me.
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