January 30, 2012
3:31am
This day is marked. The prophecy is fulfilled. I am a changed man; I believe.
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Sometimes I have things that I want to say. Nothing fancy or elaborate... Usually just thoughts I want to get off my chest. Verbal Diarrhea. Flowery expressions of a tensed mind looking for a release valve. Trappings of a often too insecure young man with a clangking keyboard and time on his hands... These words are half jest and full heart, not to be taken too seriously... but understood in context of hot coffee cups and rainy sunday afternoons.
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