Nobody knows it's out there anymore. Not even me.

And who's keeping the secret? Time? The ever-fast moving internet? Memory?

Who knows. But it's still here, and it's mine, and I'm going to abuse the shit out of it.

My precious.

-Sean

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Travis: Purple hair, 5'8", pizza delivery driver, gay?

Cars are important, much in the same way that toasters are important. They facilitate the delivery of something useful to you within minutes, only one doesn't require butter to round out the experience.

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I get these floods of frustration and emotion sometimes that threaten to break through my skin and set hell about the world around me. It's all very personal, everything is, but I suspect that I'm not the only person who gets them. I imagine all people deal with this feeling on a regular basis, when confronted with their own failings and how those ( Read more... )

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Wish me dead, for luck is but fleeting, and death is a potential certainty.

-Sean

He used it to find us
And now we are lost

It cost him his mind
Mind, mind you meant most motherly meter
Met, mend my microcosmic feeder

Give me back my bird bath, you thieving fuck.

-Sean

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It's funny to me that apathy is something so easily encouraged. It's like looking at a zombie, with its lifeless eyes and skin falling off its face, and saying to yourself: Gee, that looks like fun.

I honestly don't get it... but I'll succumb to it, just like the next person. Hell, I now live in a state of media reduction, because I came to ( Read more... )