OptimicisismIt is quite often that author does not know what he seeks to write about, but that merely he has to write. It is possible that events of the current day, or previous events, have caused him to gather a mix of emotion that can only be released through the spontaneity of free hand. This is what I am attempting to accomplish, when the sky hangs soothingly over my head, and the earth stands solidly beneath my feet, I feel an innate sense to wisp the joy I feel around me in an aura that radiates happiness, well-being, and peace. This is the music from my mind, and I will let it flow.Optimicisism
I play games too much... |
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\"Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything...\"
[link]
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\"Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything...\"
[link]
ahahahh there.
OM NOM NOM NOM NOM
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\"Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything...\"
[link]
cutie
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The Perfect Crime [link]
... on the webcam
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She had freckles, as the midnight sky had constellations. On her right thigh, the Pleiades. On her left, Orion's Belt. The Milky Way splashed across her shoulders and face.
And he longed to be an astronaut.
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<3
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She had freckles, as the midnight sky had constellations. On her right thigh, the Pleiades. On her left, Orion's Belt. The Milky Way splashed across her shoulders and face.
And he longed to be an astronaut.
[link]
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The Perfect Crime [link]
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"Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything..."
[link]
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