There was cum on the piano.

May 25, 2004 17:36

I'm sick of all these games of cops 'n robbers ... I don't even know how to play. The only thing I have left to keep me from insanity is my creativity and I'm lacking the materials. My days go on like a game of tag; thoughts run around and motivation hides.

... like anywhere else, there are no coincidences, probability makes for accomplices, and change creates meaning.

When we move, it's a movement.
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