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the last sunset

cinderella 'till 9:00 PM
Tuesday, April 10, 2007

I've been saying this loads of times already, and not once had I remained true to it, and I probably won't be starting right now, but this will be the last. Seriously. See? I'm a floater in an open sea, as the CSI people would say it. I'm the recoil that digs a ring around the eye when firing an RPG with the speed of 367ft/sec. I'm the result of something destructive and incoherent, and I will hurt. But it'll take a long time before I get into it again. But I will get into it again, given that I have the right amount of rockets/grenades. I say, now, this is the last.. for now.

smiled at the sun again @ 2:50 PM,




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