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my hardrive is eighty-two percent full of pictures and documents, fiction, non-fiction, art-work, masterpieces, and over 4,000 songs that act as my very own soundtrack.
i lack the motivation to express myself through syntax anymore. words bore me. grammer and it's mound of laws put me to sleep. why can't 'good' mean 'well'? or 'sick' mean 'unfathomable'?
why can't forever mean right now and still maintain the same effect when spoken? but the big question- my big question- is what is so wrong with loving someone when you're in love with another? and what's so wrong with sticking around for comforability, eh?
one more question;
is it so bad to never focus on one subject? or one person? or one aspiration? or one story-line or plot-twist? is it so fucking wrong to explore every option before settling down?
the only constant in life is change.
never forget that.
the only fucking constant in the world is pain. and you know that's the truest statement you'll ever find.
i lack the motivation to express myself through syntax anymore. words bore me. grammer and it's mound of laws put me to sleep. why can't 'good' mean 'well'? or 'sick' mean 'unfathomable'?
why can't forever mean right now and still maintain the same effect when spoken? but the big question- my big question- is what is so wrong with loving someone when you're in love with another? and what's so wrong with sticking around for comforability, eh?
one more question;
is it so bad to never focus on one subject? or one person? or one aspiration? or one story-line or plot-twist? is it so fucking wrong to explore every option before settling down?
the only constant in life is change.
never forget that.
the only fucking constant in the world is pain. and you know that's the truest statement you'll ever find.