I just want to listen to music through the headphones of the globe, I'll mix their screams with the cries of laughter. I'll cross over from obese greed and drown it in tragedy. I'll take one shot to a building and ignore the millions of bombs we drop to compensate for our more expensive lives. I'll bask in the glory of being able to eat the African families weight, malnourished and all. I'll parade around in clothes I don't need, expelling exhaust. "everything i could say would feed into insignificance"

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7.12.2009

We can't help ourselves, we all wanna be Prince.

I have electric track marks running up and down my arms. I am completely hooked and I fear for my humanity. The Machine is winning..UC-33e t-minus days and counting before it is in my possession and I am mixing that sound of 'man's sex with machine.'-Disco times call for Disco measures...I am obsessed, but isn't that part of Life: chasing the dream?

Inventing the wheel was a matter of proper rotation
Taking a chance requires motivation.
Life is endless without a destination.
Posted by Afflicted Wolf at 4:17 AM

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