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i've had many dreams, i'd describe as prophetic, ie in a sense they came true  - but i've never dreamed about my mother dying, though i've fantasized about it, often - does that make me an evil and wicked person, or just the same as everyone else alive?

Written on feelings alone....

river river, carry me home, to the place that i came from - peter gabriel

the world is my grey, slippery elusive son a bitch in the shell that keeps biting me everytime i try to open it .... ouch, it got a fingernail that time, hehe

Written on: 9/20/2017 @ 0853

i get knocked down, but i get up again, you're never gonna keep me down - tubthumping

whats sadder (or stupider) - i still want to hear my mum say 'i love you' - i haven't seen the bitch in 25 years, and i ain't starting now - so, she cant

"I don't mean to sound cold and heartless, but I am, so it comes out that way" or something like that. Bill Hicks was a genius

hello darkness, my old friend, i've come to talk to you again