Held fast by perfect handsWhere's my home? I feel so alone. When in these walls I am enclosed. My body breathes so thoughtlessly all in order to support me. But why? What makes it try? There must be something in this life. That makes me want to be alive. But why? Why Try? Why try to stay alive?Held fast by perfect hands
There's days I don't know if I can go on.
There's days I don't know where it all went wrong. There's days I don't know where life will go.
Where's my home? Why do I feel alone? With all the great people I know. Why not breathe in harmony with someone else who breathes
Slow art
Lonely
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I eat things I'm allergic to when no one is looking.
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~ Why cut the mustard when we have ketchup? ~
Are you just gonna stand there, like a lemon?!
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"Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to the darkside, the darkside leads to playing Madden on a PS3, playing Madden on a PS3 leads to brutally murdering schoolkids for fun." Me based on the great teachings of Yoda.
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To Be Old and Wise You Must first Be Young And Stupid
I accept Master Chief as my Savior. If you do too and aren't scared too admit it, paste this into your signature.
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