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21.7.06

Stream of randomness with lightening and thunder for rythm

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A wobbly ride to reason. Regardless of my upset stomach I push on.

I am here. Right here, at this moment, because of my decisions. There is no welcoming wagon.

I'm scared. Unsure. Insecure. I'm determined.

I sound like a self help book... Where is Tony Robbins when you need him?

12 steps. Mars and Venus. 8 ways. 30 minutes to happiness.

There's some hope though. I look fantastic in that skirt.

I'm hungry...
I'm horny...
I'm lonely...
I'm crowded...

Yes! I am confused. But things have been worst.

I need a dick...
I need a drink...
I need a couple of pills...

Proud owner. Proud parent. Proud employee.

Hum... How about proud period? Getting there, getting there.
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Posted by swan_pr :: 1:12 AM :: 10 Comments:

Feel me... word it.

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