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venting machine.
history.
A given
1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.
ecstatic_fogginess@yahoo.com.sg
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fitness
Subway
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Friday, November 25, 2005
8:18 pm
I'm a sparkling example of a person given to emotions. I have felt the peaks and valleys of this existence thus far for a fifth of a century already, and the castigating process has a mucilaginous residue. But how much more stress can the rubber band withstand before it gives in - to the Hedonism; or on to Glory? It is just a heaviness within, fortified by the cryptic jargon and an unyielding heart.
Is there no easier way? Are there no free answers?
Even loneliness goes around making friends! And the mind continues to slip away into a self-induced empty stupor.
I'm right where Someone most wants me to be. But I'm also right next to HE WHO GIVES ME ALL I CAN CLING ON FOR.
You lose again!!
..because once again your S2 was ill-informed of your Enemy's sheer Ever-presence; S4 could not react to your ammo cutoff; S1 had no idea the confrontation entailed an outright outnumbering in Warfare troops; AND the S3 simply quivered at the mere mention of the Name of the opposing General.
He flees.
And I can always run to You, I know!
doodled
XD
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