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Pink Floyd "Any colour you like" |
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Once upon a time there was a boy, a boy who didn't have a voice. He didn't talk back at what he disliked. He didn't stand for himself when attacked. He tried speaking, but it was futile. He understood that he had to work to earn a voice. He traveled in search for a voice, keeping a journal with all the things he should say, and utterly would when his quest reached it's end. In order to achieve his objective, he overcame many dangers and obstacles -learning meanwhile secret arts-. He slayed the dragon that opposed his steps, and the hydra that slowed him down. He found a treasure chest, on the top of a volcano. He opened the chest and found nothing, after years of quest, it appeared as a bad joke. Enraged, the boy screamed mercilessly, roared with fury, and blasphemed courageously - suddenly noticing that he now had a voice. The boy, now a fully grown man, realized that the strength to talk had always been within him. He looked at his journal, which had contained his innermost thoughts, and opened it. Many words were written, every one evoking a single memory. He then made an oath: He would keep those words with him every day - jeden tag...
Fin.
c'est fini
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| rip geocities |
[26 Oct 2009|07:12pm] |
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nostalgic |
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 good bye geocities, thanks for the good times
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| ersten tag |
[12 Oct 2009|03:32pm] |
lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch’entrate. also, i have a job, yey!
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| 16/9 |
[16 Sep 2009|10:44am] |
¿cuál independencia?
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| puppy |
[09 Sep 2009|03:10pm] |
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the dog is finally here.
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| lol |
[01 Sep 2009|02:05pm] |
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[22 Aug 2009|05:49pm] |
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blank |
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Pogo "Alice" |
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changes. everything changes. when everything changes.
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| trip |
[18 Jul 2009|10:17am] |
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[10 Jul 2009|08:46pm] |
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| गांजा |
[02 Jul 2009|01:11pm] |
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tripping balls |
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गांजा
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| farrah |
[25 Jun 2009|02:33pm] |
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 good bye farrah...
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| job-hunting |
[23 Jun 2009|12:11am] |
You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.
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| end. |
[29 May 2009|04:16pm] |
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as of today, i am unemployed.
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| neurosis |
[11 May 2009|10:52pm] |
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accomplished |
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 my latest design, made for a good friend's band.
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| feet. |
[05 May 2009|04:55am] |
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Radiohead "Electioneering" |
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Today, for the first time in years, someone touched my bare feet. Unexpected, yet pretty nice... that oil was the shit.
Also, I should finish my projects already.
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| huasanga |
[30 Apr 2009|10:05am] |
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Cafe Tacuba "Las Flores (Live)" |
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Mariquita quita, quita,
quítame dolor y pena...
Debajo de tu rebozo,
se pasa una noche buena...
Buena es la buena memoria...
Memoria del que se acuerda... ( Se acuerda de San Francisco... )
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