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true love waits I'm staring at whitewashed grey walls behind the hum of fluorescent lights in a room filled with things nobody needs, and I'm dreaming of true love and gun fights. Things have been more interesting. But there is always excitement to be had, because there are micro-organisms coursing through my veins, and billions of my little friends are hard at work keeping me alive everytime I poison my body, and I never say thank you. Everything has a system. Sometimes the code is just too complex to see. I'm just a stranger in someone else's dream. ----- - - 6:32 p.m. , January 29, 2005 personal empowerment - 9:48 p.m. , January 12, 2005 jaksdf - 7:22 p.m. , December 19, 2004 the break up - 11:08 p.m. , December 16, 2004 fists of rage - 6:28 p.m. , December 13, 2004 |