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About Me

Remember that one time we were speaking and moving like the moon was never going to rise again? In a time of head wars, I think laughter was best appropriate. Well, no never to offend, well sometimes it slips, but sorries and sorrows looked better out of the box. Do you ask yourself questions before approaching something..does it make you feel reassured or faulty? Skipping rhythms sound great aside a walking melody. If I could, I would but man if I shouldn't I can't promise that I won't. Considering the sense of common made feelings okay but when common lost sense everything started fading away. You like stairs? I like stairs sometimes it causes a leg cramp but you gotta catch up to its level. Like communication, sometimes you just gotta keep up..and they help us they set things straight..if not, our feet won't stay flat. If every day was something to celebrate about, would the concept of reason fall into place? Wait you say this is about me? What about me? Yes, I am a victim of the aesthetics of the world..it's keeping me alive.
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

The simple and the wise. The voyage of every sight. The creatures that love to share and the people that grow to care. The colours of my mind, every line I've ever dreamed of, the angles of your body and every word you ever speak of. The dance of the masses, the everlasting choices, the bittersweet symphonies and the time that never passes. The still, the quiet, the loud, the belligerent, but always with a sense of intelligence, hands held, maybe loose maybe tight, but no one will ever get left behind.

There is a city by the sea A gentle company I don’t suppose you want to And as it tells its sorry tale In harrowing detail Its hollowness will haunt you Its streets and boulevards Orphans and oligarchs it hears A plaintive melody Truncated symphony An ocean’s garbled vomit on the shore, Los Angeles, I’m yours.