-Confucious
Some people say dreams are re-organisation of memorys. That's why they
seem so illogical but you can relate to every aspect.
Most of the time I can relate to that.. Only when the bad dreams
happen and I can't remember anything about them previously happening.
I don't recognise the people or the person or the place.
That's why I've stopped getting involved. They're all talking now..
And even though they call themselves my friends... They won't want to
listen to what I have to say.
They ask questions and I give them the answers but they dismiss them.
I don't give a damn anymore. How come the reject is accepted but I'm
insignificant.
Each to his own.
Let the skinny 16 year old look out of place... All the girls fancy my
friends... I know what jerks they can be and if the girls want to
screw around let them.
Wow... I have a significant amount of pent up rage.
Playing guitar in the ward (the orderlies like me.) and we're singing
hurt by nin. Well... The johnny cash version because i can only play
my acoustic because the elderlys are above us.
My lord you should see my knee. It's disgusting. It has distorted and
smudged smiley faces which we drew on for a laugh in chemistry.
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