Sometimes, nobody cares anymore. And when nobody cares, isn't that the best?
You have no one to prove. Just everybody to beat.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Creativity never tasted so good...on your tongue.
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Take a wrench to a robots mind, let's figure out how it works
Fear
If I die before saying
I exist.
I exist.
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This is so true. That's why I like "Anneke-alone-time"
The title is dirty, just like my thoughts of making love to you my sweet.
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