One of the professors looks like your brother.
You be the lighthouse in the storm; I'll be the ship with a thousand dead souls.Seeing the footsteps I have taken upon what ground remains; there's a sense of contentness that follows happiness which is somehow more comforting in times of need and want and the utter beneath-the-breech-desperation of
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This haze is lifting from me. I'm sitting here in a Star Wars-messy bedroom on an EMachine computer with the scent of lunch rising behind me and through vents. I am also excited about the Arabic Depeche Mode (Kaj?) though I've heard none of it. I wonder how eyelinered that sort of tongue-and-cheek would sound.
Nautilus,
-i can do anything i want; and so can you.
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