:: Idle Neurosis ::our day to day sporadic revelations about this thing many refer to as life. Grab bits and pieces, toss aside what you will, for this is a purely theraputic medium for our insanity. ''cuz one time, when i was high...'', ben and jerry's at 11:00pm doesn't mean a thing... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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:: Monday, November 04, 2002 :: you know, art is why i get up in the morning, but my definition ends there. it doesnt seem fair that i'm living for something i cant even define; and there you are in the meantime.
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