Oct 29, 2006 01:13
I am considered a deamer to those who don't dare go past the edge of reality. But I am not one to underestimate my inner being of time. My mental capacity may be the same as others but why is it i seem to go over the edge. Why am I so different from those and yet so similsr to others. Drugs may bring me down but yet they also seem to inspire my mentality. I am a dreamer of something that exsist, just not yet seen by the many who live thier day the same and believe without actually seeing. I am John as simple as that. reveur de vie french my good friends. peace.