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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
i play your freak every single day every other week all this society makes me weak why cant i make it through this i feel like the alien i fear i no longer exist and you cant know just how i feel your part of that world and never see *me* im not real.. im just your sterotype gone wrong nothing matters though as long as your happy existense continues to go on.. im losing my way finding nothing good making me wonder why i ever thought i could.. ------------------ |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Sad protrait of life here.Well done. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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