For such a recluse and an introvert this passion for closeness seems odd.
No promises you're gonna be happy. So you gotta dance. Dance so it all keeps spinning. Dance. As long as the music plays.
Better to be alive and well and not thinking than thinking and smoking and dead.
I am not an active MySpacer.
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Because I lost my comment box and am too lazy to re-locate it.
