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Currently listening to: Ashengrace's Murrain
Currently feeling: bloodthirsty

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Amusing how life obliges you to

Live on cetain laws...

We live upon standards and standards of other people

Fearing to be called IMMORAL.

It's always Look...but don't Touch.

Touch...but don't Come...

Come...but never Finish.

Somewhere in between, i'm betting,

People here must know what i mean. 

Currently listening to: Alice Cooper's Poison

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How nice it would be like having my whole world evolve around you

And how we'll live in perfect balance

In a Qi so harmoniously certain...

In an equillibrium undisturbed...

A feeling I had dugged out of my unconscoius.

A memory of something that had never occured.

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Everytime you reply to a lame joke i forwarded to every single person on my phonebook...

Everytime you ask when are we hanging out to patch up those differences and talk about STUFF...

Everytime you call me Jhonnyboy when it's JANNIBOY for heaven's sake...

Everytime you make me remember unintentionally...

Every single time...

Every fucking instant...

I fall into a pit full of fireflies and they always ALWAYS

Find their way to my stomach and make me ill.

Currently feeling: nauseous

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Lately, i've been wallowing on Bon Jovi songs. Yep, you can call this a solid form of withrawal symptoms from being "bandless."

I called it officially over with Oyahh.

Thank God, i wasn't the "Axl Rose" that sent us tumbling downhill and yeah, i'm washing my hands clean of all faults.

But somehow, i miss them...I miss being on stage and performing...

Now i'm left with just one band that i can't even take seriously...Nightwish songs are great but i wouldn't go as far as "Phantoming" the opera.

Sigh...