| An open song which suits me well. Do take a look. -Alex |


Philosophical KidThere be monsters on the seas and there be villains out for me. There be thieves in the cities, but they just don't quite feel like me...Philosophical Kid
I'm not quite an optimist, I'm not kind of a realistic, I'm not only a hypocrite, I am like a pessimist.
Lovers sit on benches in the park and they make love in nights of dark. The tramp that always seems to bark when they would like to go apart.
What is it that we all seek? Is it the ability to live for all eternity? That may be so, but not for me.
I'm more or less, a gambling man: &n


For her - A songFor her - A song
Three words aren't just enough to mention what I feel Obsession ain't the right term straight away Perhaps it is just wrong to say that words don't ever heal I'm struggling with myself from day to day
The first moments were godlike, when our eyes have merely met It sounded like a blast through air and space It were your laugh and smile that eventually led To being all stunned as I gazed
It made me ponder as well as it made me sad The doubt that I could not be right I'm just the long-haired boy with a funny hat Standing outside your marv
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Literature | As in writing down emotion in a non-compressed way.
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Literature | As in writing down emotion in a non-compressed way.
wat is er aan het handje?
Ik spreek je nogwel op msn
greetings
Philo
HAI BUDDEH
I tagged you
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<Tierdaen> i'm pretty open about music...i can listen to just about whatever's playing in the porno
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let your emotions wash upon shore's of desire! That lead to roads of ambition.
~My Dad~
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Literature | As in writing down emotion in a non-compressed way.
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let your emotions wash upon shore's of desire! That lead to roads of ambition.
~My Dad~
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