That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
HELLLLO(: actually, there is like NOTHING to post about during the holidays. yesaaahhh. tomorrow is thursday. which means i will be found at the basketball court. and playing basketball. ok, this is just plain retarded but ya. oh ya, afterwards have basketball training. damn scared that i will accidentally FORGET about it. hahas. i wanna know who is in C division. oh yeahhs. and finally completed a drawing that took me like TWO damn days to complete it. >>>> ![]() urm, just ignore the picture. it put there just for show. it's not excactly a drawing. more like somthing to put picture on. something like a page from a scrap book. tell me your views on my tagboard plss. and yes, it is copyrighted. hahs. i gtgs. bbye(: |