
"I think I have a problem, I think I think too much."
-Maria Mena,"Fragile"
My mind is kicking the shit out of my skull right now. There's an ocean in my stomach that is swelling up into my throat. I guess this is body language. Leroy says I should only use my mind when I need to. I use it too much, thus, headaches and nausea. I should lay down, but my ipod died. So its charging and then coming to bed with me. I want to sit and talk to someone. Well, I don't want to talk. I feel like listening. To a life story. Without being expected to say anything. Tell me yours?
Horn Song / Suckers
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Well, thanks to you [ De La Dom ], I didn't know I had to be a member to comment you, so ill learn more of the system tonight. But I find the concept you've attained within this written document to be not only of you concern, yet as for me also. I believe individuals imitate eachother because there afraid to acknowledge there being...or self ( self being the many sections of there charactor that defines who and what they are and how they differ from those amongst there surrounding envirement )I call them replicates, or clones...that are constantly poised by what a television has to offer, and are frequently thwarted by others opinions and judgements ( whomever controls your thoughts also controls your actions ) and abide within a reality they've yet to succumb to as a fallacy. I believe you and I as to many others are an endangered species ( as far as the topic peaks ). But I came across acknowledging myself when the world never gave a shit about me as a child, my childhood was fucked up [ excuse my french ]. Constantly teased on how I was different,and unaware of those who were manipulative as to also corrupt. I inhaled abusion and exhaled confusion everyday. Then when people started growing up and realizing right from wrong and what not to do and to do, they were lost...yet I was found, and its sad...those same people look up to me now and believe in me and feel I should guide them...and since I prize an uncorrupted heart, I do...I deprive there grievances and lower there egos ( after showing them what's important in life ) but this is my first comment, now you know a lil bout me Dominique
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