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Apr 10, 2006 04:31

Stick puts it all in perspective.

Changes.

And I believe a great man once said "Thats just the way it is."

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment,"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate a"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I get "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I...i guess you could say "have."l"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I...i guess you could say "have."

What i mean is that, "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I...i guess you could say "have."

What i mean is that, we dont have your typical brotherly relio"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I...i guess you could say "have."

What i mean is that, we dont share alot of"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. There arent many things my brother and I...i guess you could say "have."

What i mean is that, we dont share alot of things, but that still doesnt quite fit. "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing. "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, a"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to rea"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own m"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outwards "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people ch"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people choose, or at least seem to choose to give up this right of privacy, and leave everyhitn"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people choose, or at least seem to choose to give up this right of privacy, and leave everything that is them right on their sleeves.

Or so it seems, we can "

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people choose, or at least seem to choose to give up this right of privacy, and leave everything that is them right on their sleeves.

Or so it seems, we can never be so sure.

But, as i do in every"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people choose, or at least seem to choose to give up this right of privacy, and leave everything that is them right on their sleeves.

Or so it seems, we can never be so sure.

But, as i do in every journal i write, im strayed from the path.

In"

I spent a good amount of time today, which is actually yesterday at the moment, doing absolutley nothing. Or at least, something that others would equate as being absolutley nothing.

So ive been reading old journals, mine, other peoples, and while it may seem obvious, people change.

And yet, i still seem to retain the same way of thinking throughout this whole time. I think everyone, at some point, forgets that they are just like everyone else. We wind up receeding back inside our own minds, the only place that noone else can truly touch. And then people forget that other people, despite outward appearance, is capable of doing exactly the same thing.

Capable.

Some people choose, or at least seem to choose to give up this right of privacy, and leave everything that is them right on their sleeves.

Or so it seems, we can never be so sure.

But, as i do in every journal i write, im strayed from the path.

In this past year i have strayed from the path yet again.

Just call me Toby Darko

I can write the same thing over and over. I can do the same things in my life over and over. I just pick a different song on the same CD.

But its still the same CD.
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