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| me? you wanna know about me huh. |
| i...think 'i' is a lonely word, how
come by speaking one word you can become so self
absorbed. it's almost unbelieveable, but it's how 'i'
feel .... i have begun to hate talking about myself....
i'm not even sure why i'm writting this page right
now....... i'm begining to think it was a bad idea.....
but it has to be here for you to read it, right. so....
i'm a person.... what you dont believe me? what would make you think i'd lie..... just because i used to pride myself in my ability to control everything doesn't mean i haven't or couldn't have learned to just let everything flow... after all everything happens when it happens weather you want it to or not, weather you planed it or not. it still happens or it doesn't. hey guys, i'm a male... i figured i'd let you know before you started getting ideas. i'm in love with a few people... i'm usually in love with at least a few! i'm a artist... i'm a soul.... a mind... body and whatever else runs this machine i use to move around this three demensional plane in which we reside. i have meny abilities... meny forms of anything... i believe a person can do almost anything.... and i've proven it... meny times! i believe that i am lonely.. i am alone... i am sitting here 11:45... doing the same thing i did last night.... i'm whishing some i loved were here to cuddle yes, i said cuddle i love to cuddle......... i love to sit for hours and dream... while listening to almost any music.... i can just turn on my radio and listen... as long as they aren't playing gospel or gangsa rap i think if you've read till here... you've read to long. cause i've run out of things to say... well obviously that isn't comlpetely true cause i'm still but talking, but i think you get my drift.... out |
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