I think I'm having some kind of inner struggle; my reason won't agree with the rest of me.. and I hate that I can't just ignore my reason, but I guess I wouldn't be me if I could.. I'm just trying to tone down the reason .. fade out the fear.. stop my thoughts before they get in my way.. but still live to be 21.. hopefully..
My inner puzzle is somehow coming together, more and more every day, but the picture it shows me, is of a totally different nature and color than I had ever expected it to be.. it is a scenery so consumed with everything and nothing that mere time and space becomes indifferent shadows of a world no longer belonging to me.. or owning me, maybe...








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Those who live by the gun shall perish by the gun
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Rolf --> Rolling on laughing floor ...
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You know, I still find you dashing
λΩλ
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You know, I still find you dashing
λΩλ
and thanks
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Those who live by the gun shall perish by the gun
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Rolf --> Rolling on laughing floor ...
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You know, I still find you dashing
λΩλ
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Those who live by the gun shall perish by the gun
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Rolf --> Rolling on laughing floor ...
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