I'm surrounded by hot chicks all day. And all tha it imagine to say most of the time is "uh..yeah"
Most of them are idiots
So I'm owkring like mad on the next thing, soon it will all come to bear, but till then, see it's progress at:
http://hammersmashface.deviantart.com/
I had a dream that I was making love to four women and they were all satisfied .... . that when I knew it was a dream
Additional entry on the 16th:
ah, nice refeshing short story, man.
I think everyone's lif eis like that, to a certain extent. When we see past peoples words and look at the facts, alot of times, they weren't the romantics, the comedian, the happy-go-lucky people they should be.
No we jsut made it all up in our minds and then those people read it, and respond by promoting that idea. So then we all live in this neat packaged lie, everyone else believing each others bullshit. I man why do you think when you move somewhere you end up sometimes with a different persona or people treating you different?
So we stratch the truth and life and day and night, into our lies so when we lie in our pine box where nice and comfy at some bullshit legacy we left. A lot of life is like that.
Most of them are idiots
So I'm owkring like mad on the next thing, soon it will all come to bear, but till then, see it's progress at:
http://hammersmashface.deviantart.com/
I had a dream that I was making love to four women and they were all satisfied .... . that when I knew it was a dream
Additional entry on the 16th:
ah, nice refeshing short story, man.
I think everyone's lif eis like that, to a certain extent. When we see past peoples words and look at the facts, alot of times, they weren't the romantics, the comedian, the happy-go-lucky people they should be.
No we jsut made it all up in our minds and then those people read it, and respond by promoting that idea. So then we all live in this neat packaged lie, everyone else believing each others bullshit. I man why do you think when you move somewhere you end up sometimes with a different persona or people treating you different?
So we stratch the truth and life and day and night, into our lies so when we lie in our pine box where nice and comfy at some bullshit legacy we left. A lot of life is like that.

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I think every GD major is in their own private OCD hell.
its making me mad
im running away