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I'm a whole alot easier to talk to when I had a few...I settle down

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Cold summer day

Despite the music, the celebration, the general positive atmosphere, he was still cold and aloneĀ in the crowd.He's dead. An empty shell. He's a robotmatic machine in an repetative assembly line.
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:40:00 GMT

January

On the graveyard hours of a January morning... ...close your eyes and become someone's fantasy.
Posted by on Tue, 21 Feb 2006 04:02:00 GMT

Celebration

The mass so eager to experience, to celebrate and alter the senses.
Posted by on Tue, 28 Jun 2005 17:05:00 GMT

Fix

There no longer was a door of boundaries that he carelessly crossed and that filled him with a false sense of tranquility, like an intoxication. Her warmth changed everything.
Posted by on Sun, 19 Jun 2005 05:10:00 GMT

Talk of the town

Come on! Where? Hurry up! Where are we going? There was a big accident, everyone is there.
Posted by on Sat, 11 Jun 2005 00:08:00 GMT