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Saturday, October 29, 2005. Is that where i was going to die? At work, dealing Roulette? I don't think so, although the life insurance payout is always greater for work related deaths so at least that's one good thing to come from this. I woke my girlfriend up with my crying which i do quite often when I dream. She, in turn, woke me up and I felt like shit. I was shaking after I was awake too. Posted by drewe mars at 10:25 PM. Thursday, October 20, 2005. It's been a while. I just bought some new speakers...
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the oth. The daises that grow in my garden are nicethey sm. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Thursday, October 20, 2005. I'm halfway down the line. I knew i should've brought a jacket with me. There's music coming from inside. It's too muffled for me to make out what it is. She smells like vanilla. My eyes follows her for a few seconds. My nose even longer.
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Monday, July 11, 2005. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR. I’m not even sure that I’m awake. I don’t even see the boy as he steps out. This fair haired, pre pubescent lump of bones and flesh. All I know is the screeching of tyres. A thud on the bonnet. A head, leg, backside, whatever, hitting the windscreen, leaving a red spider web where it hit and broke. IIII’m so sorry. It was an accident. He justis he okay? Police are tryin...
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Wednesday, August 03, 2005. The daises that grow in my garden are nice. They smell like a flower should but attract so many mice. I've tried to dig them up and make the mice go away. But they follow me in hot pants (i think they are gay). I see all these mice at a nightclub for men. It's run by a guy who kinda looks like ben. With a lisp and a mustache he gives me the eye.
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. The daises that grow in my garden are nicethey sm. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Tuesday, August 09, 2005. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the other day. It was this big. I put my arms out to the side. Wait. You can't see that can you? Anyway, it was pretty big. Well, biggest one I've caught so far which really doesn't say that much.". Anyway, this fish, I was told it was a Perch, was all shiney and...
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA: October 2005
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. THE NEW PEPSI Its cold. Im halfway down the lin. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the oth. The daises that grow in my garden are nicethey sm. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Thursday, October 20, 2005. I'm halfway down the line. I knew i should've brought a jacket with me. There's music coming from inside. It's too muffled for me to make out what it is. She smells like vanilla. My nose even longer.
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA: August 2005
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. THE NEW PEPSI Its cold. Im halfway down the lin. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the oth. The daises that grow in my garden are nicethey sm. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Tuesday, August 09, 2005. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the other day. It was this big. I put my arms out to the side. Wait. You can't see that can you? Anyway, this fish, I was told it was a Perch, was all shiney and sil...
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UNNPPARRALLED DEMENTIA: July 2005
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RANDOM CRAP FROM MY HEAD. View my complete profile. THE NEW PEPSI Its cold. Im halfway down the lin. HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER. I caught a fish the oth. The daises that grow in my garden are nicethey sm. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR I’m not even s. Joe Whyte Graphic Design. Monday, July 11, 2005. CHAPTER ONE: THE CHILD AND THE CAR. I’m not even sure that I’m awake. Awkwardly I turn the car’s engine off and fumble to release the seatbelt. I open the door as the officer steps back. I step out. Police ar...
