:: Idle Neurosis ::
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:: Thursday, June 24, 2004 ::
"People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion."~ Albert Einstein:: Monday, June 21, 2004 ::
only a week left of my summer school class. that would normally be a good thing; except for the extensive amount of group work that would normally be done over the course of a semester is being fit in to this week. i will only be non-existent for a week more...
currently reading: Prozac Nation
inthecdplayer: The Shins; Chutes Too Narrow
kissing the lipless
who bleed all the sweetness away
stellar lady:: Anonymous 2:00 PM [+] ::
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i don't recognize you:: Saturday, June 19, 2004 ::
and your inanimate voice of content
blinded by a happiness that consumes
overtakes the body
soak in the comfort he offers
hand-feeding you self assurance
ignoring the pentrating questions
doubt has become second-class
you've re-defined you
without checking your own agenda
who are you and where have you gone?
appearantly this is my website... ladies, you there?
stellar lady:: naughti 11:28 PM [+] ::
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and now i think of no one...:: Saturday, June 12, 2004 ::
stellar lady:: naughti 10:23 PM [+] ::
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my soul danced with yours
a waltz to a familiar tune i've never heard
all as i glanced in your eyes for a moment too long
under the bright lights i thought i saw something
you looked away
frightened by a skeleton of an un-ripened love
and we began another casual conversation
ignoring the aching in our chests as the waltz ended
you're a triscuit dipped in soul-kevin
stellar lady:: naughti 8:11 PM [+] ::
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