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“I want to know how tough it’s.

I want to know the place where my soul is burned out.

In order to draw two and the simple answer which is not

I continue following an endless way.

The hair waving in the scorching biting wind

The body flickers slowly like a flame.

It’s prevention about feeling intense to quiet inside.

Nobody can stop the blow the wave motion emitted.

The days which shed each other blood mutually start again.”

how time flys……but your just the stone in the mud

my birthdays tomorrow….yea the 30th of November the big 23 god i fell so old SHIT…i know that doesn’t sound old but think about that this age your pestered  by your peers to have a grasp on what you have to do in life, Some people cant handle or muster up the strength to say “i don’t fucking know”, “i am not sure”. But “i diagrams just enjoy the days you have not the ones you miss” well i am off to think about my trip to las veges

                                                       tatty-bi

                                                           DARKSNOOPYZ

When I close my eyes this is what runs through my head

This is the way the world end.

Not with a bang but a whimper.

                          -T.S. Eliot “the hollow man”

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