Feeling too closed...
Feb. 23rd, 2005 11:32 pmPacing the walls of my mind, and now would be the perfect time to meditate and calm the fuck down.
I Want Out. Now.
It's storming, and there's a full moon, behind those clouds...
Need Meat. Hunting. Prowling. Hunger....
I Want Out. Now.
It's storming, and there's a full moon, behind those clouds...
Need Meat. Hunting. Prowling. Hunger....
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Date: 2005-02-24 04:34 am (UTC)And all the physical shite I did to day is *not* helping that.
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Date: 2005-02-24 07:10 am (UTC)I presume its kinda all of the globe. If you come across any clues as you whats going on id love to hear them. So far ive been told that the world shifted down through the centre pole back when arafat died. And that theres nothing to do cos we are there rather than them being here. I also saw a big ass war spear, then got turned off.
*shruggs* i saw constantine today. Feeling stupidly civic minded about my duties, which would include taking one for the team even if its hopeless. The other parts of my brain want me in a deep safe hole.
Merg.
-sam
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