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wolven7Moxy Früvous - [Fell In Love]--- Thoughts and visions of Things, and Soliders, but not really. They are Necessary, and fulfill the Cracks and Imbalances, in the Universe. They are like Samurai, in their way, and i think i had something to do with them. I don't know any more. All i know is that my head hurts, a Lot, and that i feel... excuded {Excluded/Exuded, perhaps?}, these days. From the reindere games and Metaphysical entreaties.
Pain - [Put 'Em Back]-- As my Winamp tells me to "Quit bein' a Bitch, and come on," to quote The Quinner. The thing is, as it stands, i think i may have put mySelf, on the outside. One Outside. Fine Album. Anyway... The Question is... What did i do such a Stupid Fucking Thing for? It's like, going to DC was a signal that i was on Hiatus... Oh Wait. (Voltaire - [Dead Girls]). It Was. I did it to myself. I Did. And that's what Really hurts. I get jealous, at not being involved, some times... Because... I, again, feel like the Messenger with out a Message to deliver. Except, maybe, to myself, if i'd ever Accept the Fucking Thing.
Mediataion {Meant "MediTAtion," but whatever.}? Sure. Why Not? I need to hit myself with the fucking Stop Being Fucked Up Stick(tm), like i said i would. Going to Go Do That, Now. And then Meditate. And Then Remember. And Maybe Sleep. Gotta look for Work, tomorrow. Have good Nights, all. I apologise (Mainly to myself) for the Whining. I know it get's annoying. At least i Do something about it.
Dream Well
Pain - [Put 'Em Back]-- As my Winamp tells me to "Quit bein' a Bitch, and come on," to quote The Quinner. The thing is, as it stands, i think i may have put mySelf, on the outside. One Outside. Fine Album. Anyway... The Question is... What did i do such a Stupid Fucking Thing for? It's like, going to DC was a signal that i was on Hiatus... Oh Wait. (Voltaire - [Dead Girls]). It Was. I did it to myself. I Did. And that's what Really hurts. I get jealous, at not being involved, some times... Because... I, again, feel like the Messenger with out a Message to deliver. Except, maybe, to myself, if i'd ever Accept the Fucking Thing.
Mediataion {Meant "MediTAtion," but whatever.}? Sure. Why Not? I need to hit myself with the fucking Stop Being Fucked Up Stick(tm), like i said i would. Going to Go Do That, Now. And then Meditate. And Then Remember. And Maybe Sleep. Gotta look for Work, tomorrow. Have good Nights, all. I apologise (Mainly to myself) for the Whining. I know it get's annoying. At least i Do something about it.
Dream Well
