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[milkcartonmania]

So this is what it comes down to. This is what we call life. I have it all, but do I have anything? I sit in my empty room, so many chairs but nowhere to sit. A shrine to beer on my desk, but it's left me hollow. Guitars in the corner, but they have left me mute. I had a message to give but it's gone. So this is the "rest of your life

Comments

[anonymous]

yea...i hear ya...the man always wins no matter how hard we fight it...

[roses_or_thorns]

ooops...that was me...on lindsey's computer so i wasn't signed in...

[anonymous]

No Problem!

Sorry, was in an emo mood and I was also trying to compose something on guitar so I was writing things down as they came to me.

[joyful_child]

i miss you.

[dawn_moon]

If you want a purpose for Life, become a teacher. I've got enough purpose to go around for everyone and too much of it to do myself justice or get enough sleep at night. Oi, these high schoolers!