people are strange, when they see chances.

101. where's J. Spicoli? Loss is in your cards. La Valse d'Amélie on over. ciao.

rubbing so hard

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you've been gone for some time.

welcome to the steam.

shine on you crazy blur face.

I will tell them of your ghost like a thing that never, ever was.

fakes for god's sakes, you're a joke trying to be real, time will catch you

we're always waiting

fall in down.

r o c kbottom.

we have to die this way.

soulwax.

the earth, I'll fill with diamonds

loyal to some.

d o n

anything worth doing...

people believe this garbage

twowitches (boys) inc.

t i l e t y

ukodos.

never felt like this before.

mm food.

Only I will get it.

welcome to comfort.

the cobra snake is lame

hmmm, who issss that guy?

I have always been here before.

This picture is how I'mma feeling for a second. As a result, I'm packing up, grabbing my red brush and I'll be wandering through the back roads of Casablanca. Ciao, piss your frets away. Wake up wondering. Listen to the fast stuff.

stoop james d.

i've got gold.

My mind was in a strange place because this weird grasp was released from me yesterday when I handed in my 15 page term paper, and then I read saraaaa's blog, and got thrown back into reality. I tried to sign up for some summer classes, and well...check how long my classes are on hold til, a reallllllllllly long time.

i've killed my world and i've killed my time

your teeth and feelings are not of my concern.

Not all make the cut. One day I'll be among you.

south of fualiozco

part II.

gone to the crossroads

While stressing your head out finishing a term paper, one must take time out to clear the head and watch a documentary. what some of these people are gonna do for money.