sexdwarf

I'm . . . I'm feeling wierd. I feel like . . ., I know but, I don't know. I feel like I observing the world from the outside, like I'm watching myself from inside my body but I see me.

The world is strange to me now more than ever. It's getting stranger day by day. I don't know hwat is really going on. I don't think I am experiencing my usual . . . . self.

Nothing feels real except the pain and bad things. Are the "bad men" tracking me down?

The heat is unbearable, the heat and the pressure. Diamonds are forming around me it's so unbearable.

I need something or someone, or . . . I am missing something. I don't know if I ever had it.

The strangenes is multiplied by the constant that I have it. I have my power, things work for me. Everything can go to shit and things still work.

As long as I exist Earth wil still rotate and rvolve, the galaxy will still spin, the universe will still expand, and quraks will still fight for space in the string at the center of blackholes.

Without meeting me Fooly Cooly was written by, I don't know it writer, but I created it. It is my life, spiced up. The bad stuff is me, the good stuff is spice.

bad ~ negative
good ~ positive

I don't remember if I willed out fauxfoe's profile or not so:
Add yourself to your friends list, Preferences > Settings > type <your SG name> in the add friends box

I think my best friend now is still my first best friend.

My life, the world is some wierd wild shit.