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this is where it all happens. its the focal point of the evening, the headliner, the crowd bringer. Traumatic, or otherwise this could always be viewed as a learning experience.
Strange though, after all this is said, we look to black holes. The Event horizon, where everything is swirling the drain, yet we never see anything get devoured by these celestial waste disposals. The “Event” never happens to be viewed..Posted By Forrest On 08.19.2012 @ 11:27 pm
the guy painted on the wall as he watched it dry he never knew the long wait is a life time with his silver hair now gone to dust as he wanted to wait for the paint to dry its was a waste of life with all the dreams he could of persued atleast he suceeded in one dream, to se the wall dryPosted By forrest On 09.17.2009 @ 4:51 pm
i feel like i am disconnected from everyone i work with. no body understands what’s it’s like to be separated from the one thing you love the most in this world. my daughter is my life. i would give anything for her even if it’s illegal. i love that girl more than everything else all wrapped into one.Posted By forrest On 04.13.2009 @ 10:27 pm