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Yay. :| Bored so I will do this.
Random thought:
"You don't have anything until you've lost everything."
Random Feeling:
Blah
Random Quote:
"I want so badly to believe theres truth in real love." -The Postal Service
Random statement of the day:
"Myrtle, the pizza came with extra balls."
Discuss amongst yourselves.
Random Band of the moment:
The Aquabats!
Random song of the day:
Nine Inch Nails
Metal
Halo 16 [Things Falling Apart]
"We're in the building where they make us grow,
I am frightened by the little engineer,
Like you.
My memory is sure to fail,
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real,
Like you.
The sound of metal I want to be you,
I should learn to be a man,
Like you.
Plug me in and turn me on,
Oh, everything is moving here.
I need my treatment,
It's tomorrow they send me singing, "I am an American"
Do you?
Did you listen before they made the change,
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall,
Did you?
And who are you and how could I try?
Inside I like the metal,
Don't you?
All I know is no one dies,
It's too confusing for me."
Random Babble:
My chest hurts, right where the grey matter is contained.
Above the spot where your hook had landed and drawn me in.
But thats gone now, metal corrodes over time, and rust draws the feeling from the bone.
Having said all of that, I have concluded that: I belong in a mental facility.
Random thought:
"You don't have anything until you've lost everything."
Random Feeling:
Blah
Random Quote:
"I want so badly to believe theres truth in real love." -The Postal Service
Random statement of the day:
"Myrtle, the pizza came with extra balls."
Discuss amongst yourselves.
Random Band of the moment:
The Aquabats!
Random song of the day:
Nine Inch Nails
Metal
Halo 16 [Things Falling Apart]
"We're in the building where they make us grow,
I am frightened by the little engineer,
Like you.
My memory is sure to fail,
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real,
Like you.
The sound of metal I want to be you,
I should learn to be a man,
Like you.
Plug me in and turn me on,
Oh, everything is moving here.
I need my treatment,
It's tomorrow they send me singing, "I am an American"
Do you?
Did you listen before they made the change,
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall,
Did you?
And who are you and how could I try?
Inside I like the metal,
Don't you?
All I know is no one dies,
It's too confusing for me."
Random Babble:
My chest hurts, right where the grey matter is contained.
Above the spot where your hook had landed and drawn me in.
But thats gone now, metal corrodes over time, and rust draws the feeling from the bone.
Having said all of that, I have concluded that: I belong in a mental facility.