Sunday, August 28, 2005
> educate me
one down. one more to go.and in less than a week, all would disappear in a puff (i hope) and would be but "memories" of past ... the pain, the strain, the sleep-forever-lost ... and the eternal question that will forever bug my subconscious: "why the fuck do i constantly do it?"as much as i do enjoy my work, tis also a constant bugbear; for have i not any other "options" available to me? tho i
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- > say my name biatch
- > fucked
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- > a plea for peace
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- > descend into darkness
- > skin deep
- > benglish
- > gasping for AIR
- > perth the movie
- > me teeth and me
- > another weekend in a lifetime of weekends
- > instant gratification awaits?
- > the art of stoning
- > my name is joe and i drive a taxi
- > conflicted
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- > alas i have failed once more and sinned
- > i heart my country
- > patience, my ass
- > another lost sunday
- > weekend silly pix
- > go get a life, why doncha?
- > negate thee
- > pumpin' pressures
- > i know him well, if at all
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