Road...kill

Who knows whatWho knows what’s in your head, That you would rather be dead, Than be seen out in the light, Believing you’re such a sight. What can you see that I really cannot, Or is it you not seeing what you’ve got.Who knows what
And here I am, sitting down,
Quietly smiling as you frown, Thinking it out. You pose and pout, See nothing but horror, Reflected in the mirror. But I swear till I’m blue, There’s nothing wrong with you.
It’s my choice to bear witness, To you fighting with this madness. Does image really count for so much? That you are willing t
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me: So... what happens to the hooker?
aja: where are we, now?
me: They just pulled Ben out of the wall.
XD
k... I'm done. :-r ( decided that's an emoticon now
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me: So... what happens to the hooker?
aja: where are we, now?
me: They just pulled Ben out of the wall.
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"The beginning is a very delicate time. (...) the most precious substance in the universe is the spice melange.
THE SPICE extends life. THE SPICE expands consciousness. THE SPICE is vital to space travel."
Apophysis: [link]
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I wouldn't trade you for anything.
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me: So... what happens to the hooker?
aja: where are we, now?
me: They just pulled Ben out of the wall.
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