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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Faded Pictures, Faded lives.

~My days have lost meaning. Slowly meshing into an opaque cover of shallow unimportant feelings and activities.

~Sadly he steps down from his throne.

~How can one feel more important than others with the knowledge that the world will keep spinning weather they're there in their large houses or 6 feet under?

~Tubular bells

~My cursive looks just the same as it did in 3rd grade.

~ Graduation Parties vex.

~STOP TRYING TO FILL THE SILENCE WITH HOLLOW REMARKS.

~Do mankind a favor.

~The relentless ticking of clocks calm and terrify me.

~May you life go as smoothly and a 1st grader's pottery project. Builds character.

~Neon Duck

3 comments:

Dibsy said...

Awwww...you haven't changed a bit, ND. :D

Unknown said...

haha..tubular bells

my cursive sucks also
and I hope your meaning returns

and I'll tell you what...in my eyes, that extra time wouldn't be squandered in the least

Unknown said...

it is too bad
and thanks, haha