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There is something so comforting about the same Dave Chappelle comedy routine being just as funny to me now as it was to me when I was in sixth grade. Maybe it is that I am reminded that I still have that ridiculous sense of humor that has been so wonderful all my life. Or maybe it's simply that I can still laugh on the loneliest of days.

When I wake up in the morning it feels like I have been holding my breathe all night ( Read more... )

I am having so much trouble living the good life.

But there you go once again
You missed the point and then you point
Your fingers at me
And say that I said not to believe
I believe
I guess
I guess it's all relative

Sometimes I feel like writing in my livejournal ( Read more... )

Staring out the window on the ride home
Faces stare at me as if they know I am alone
And so you wonder
Six years in New York City
And I'm back on the block,
Where I say I'm living
People I know by name, don't know me
I never met them to begin with
And so you wonder why I cry?

Not quite completely reduced to happiness, but the remainder is intangible. At least I have never felt it ( Read more... )

A little belated but still worth something:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ajrlmonkey/2004/01/17/

It's sad to think that we are existing in this one small place while all the most beautiful places are coexisting without us in the same wasted time.


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