Friday, January 16, 2009

i can, in rare form, assume the position of being completely in control; connected and stitched to all sorts of good. you know, or find myself under a catagory much better than the words i've spit into this blogger simplify me down to. i would promise, but i don't need to. it's swimming all around me, what a waste of reason, obligation.

"i've got to be honest,
i think you know we're covered in lies, and that's okay."

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