I need an exit. |
My mind plays tricks with me. And in the real world, the ship was not there. The sentinels were all over and I nearly died. In the real world must be paradise. Things are letting them known to me with...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Sep 2004 02:12:00 GMT |
a point in time |
jan 16th 2004
these are continued attempts to make sense of all my days. to make something out of the sum of all parts that seem to have it's own life, not wanting to be connected to everything el...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Jan 2004 23:28:00 GMT |
