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May 15, 2009

Life is twirled, against all odds we all tend to stand and walk away without a bruise, but you see, life isn’t that simple when you are not so simple, an essence that would remain forever. I like taking photographs, it’s like my own love trap or chicken soup for my soul, a way to liberate myself from the gravels that’s unheard, and it’s a scream. Lost my previous cam, and got a better one which was replaced way too early, like within a week. That shook me bad and shook me mad, as I live life to the fullest; let me do my final stand. I should’ve heard the cries my folks thrown at me with a terrible definite silence that’s been here for ages, what silence said is to be free, from everything, cause things are way too multifarious on a dreadful night like this one, the most killing and chilling and again untamed to be free to malfunction as much you want to be, we all fade away, or tides and time will erase us from the history written from a fake rubber band, who cares, we live to see the things we don’t want to see, we grow like the way we don’t want to grow, where everything went wrong? How could I loose tracks of time and life, birth was a mistake from the beginning, god made creations to destroy someday when he’s bored out of his pants and all the religion would be one as we malfunction more to be more rational, we try and we choke, and we escape, like we wanted all the time.…..….



  1. Good one, bro 🙂

  2. porso? thanks

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