:: what am i to do with all this silence? ::
hopeless ramblings...
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i'm alive... of that i'm fairly sure. everything else is debatable. i like cats and really large dogs. music is a wonderful thing. any world besides this one is infinetly more interesting. the internet being one of those. someone somewhere gives a fuck but not anyone near or anyone you know. zombies, pirates, and ninjas are the cheesiest/coolest thing ever. i think... i try not to (think that is) but it happens anyways. being sad is just as important as being happy. good grammar sucks.
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words only mean so much when said so automatically. i am not a robot though i'm trained to be one everyday. buy this. say that. enjoy the refreshing taste of this worthless junk that will only make you feel like shit.
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life is perspective but nobody can survive thier own reality. hence the whole death thing. the world is so beautiful through other eyes. yet it's our own eyes that are the most beautiful. so why must we seek to tear them out and blind ourselves? is it the blood on our hands or supposed acts of control over our own fate?
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i'm not like this all the time. just when it hits me. and it's hitting me. i have the bruises to prove it. if you can't think for yourself (or think at all i guess) then you're dead. being dead sucks. probably.
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so that's me. simply complicated. ha. like i could explain myself using letters strung together to make words.
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i'm alive... of that i'm fairly sure. everything else is debatable. i like cats and really large dogs. music is a wonderful thing. any world besides this one is infinetly more interesting. the internet being one of those. someone somewhere gives a fuck but not anyone near or anyone you know. zombies, pirates, and ninjas are the cheesiest/coolest thing ever. i think... i try not to (think that is) but it happens anyways. being sad is just as important as being happy. good grammar sucks.
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words only mean so much when said so automatically. i am not a robot though i'm trained to be one everyday. buy this. say that. enjoy the refreshing taste of this worthless junk that will only make you feel like shit.
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life is perspective but nobody can survive thier own reality. hence the whole death thing. the world is so beautiful through other eyes. yet it's our own eyes that are the most beautiful. so why must we seek to tear them out and blind ourselves? is it the blood on our hands or supposed acts of control over our own fate?
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i'm not like this all the time. just when it hits me. and it's hitting me. i have the bruises to prove it. if you can't think for yourself (or think at all i guess) then you're dead. being dead sucks. probably.
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so that's me. simply complicated. ha. like i could explain myself using letters strung together to make words.