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romerogj

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Here at work I have two responsibilities: 1. Playing lots of solitaire. 2. Verifying the internet is still available and in working order. Boring days are lame.

An orchestra of feelings, a bass line of rage overwhelms me while the woodwinds line up and blast through with lust and seduction. still, It doesn't matter, because I'm not the conductor, I have no control over this, where it's going, and how it ends up.

whoever holds the patent on skin shield needs a hug. Never leave home without it.

I am dealing with a combination of boredom and hyperactive imagination currently as i'm sitting at my desk at work. I keep thinking about how i want to fly away like a bird then dive into the ocean and swim with the fish only to be harshly brought back to my "chemistry cat" laden cubicle walls.

I've been missing something to be passionate about in my current life. With a shitty job and nothing but crazy women around, I've found my self looking very hard to find something new to invigorate my soul. If only my job still allowed me to have vices.

still

There's something happening here, What it is ain't exactly clear, there's a man with a gun over there, telling me, i got to beware. Stop hey whats that sound everybody look what's going 'round. Wow that doesn't even have the word in it.. Still, I love that song.

"I can relate to that," I said as she explained why she couldn't be in my life anymore. I guess I was just pretending to still be sensitive and still giving a flying fuck. However the reality was, and still is, that I made a deal with myself to never move backwards, ever. Including affairs of the heart.

i always think of how much morality is based in religion. the answer is simple, true morality is not. Religion is a structure, a framework of stories not too different from Aesop's fables. True morality comes from within.

edge

I put myself on the edge, I reached out for your hand and you just crossed your arms and let me fall. I still love you with everything I have. I want to die but only if it were for you. Being with you makes me see our children, our dopey minivan, and the road trips that bore the hell out of the kids. I love you. I need you, and this isn't over yet.

half

It was half of what it had been. The left over Chinese food sat in the fridge beginning to smell like the sewers of shang hai. I started to wonder about the half life of the carbon and wondering if i could use fossil techniques to date things in my fridge. I took a gamble and ate it anyway.

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“An orchestra of feelings, a bass line of rage overwhelms me while the woodwinds line up and blast through with lust and seduction. still, It doesn't matter, because I'm not the conductor, I have no c…”

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