"Tastes like sand."
2010-05-01, 2:53 a.m.

Sometimes I think I'm too opinionated. And sometimes I think to much. And sometimes I think the only things worth my attention, aren't worth the attention of others.

I'm half-asleep and can barely press the keys to type this in. And yet it feels important to say:
I think maybe the only real evil left in the world is apathy.

"All alone; is all we all are."

Do nothing

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