ghjkghjundesirable swift abrupt changes in rhythmic movement feeling staccato back and forth only around in between not all there or here cold, chilling not sad just cold not happy just nothing bleak I suppose shattering ear drums filling with smoke broken by the exhale of another alcohol induced coma and I believe it I buy it, I dive right in and accept these games with masked, shrouded players and black and white pieces with sinners playing saints and saints playing pawns none of it really makes sense thoughjkghj
Devious Journal Entry
And welcome to dA!!!!!!!!1111!!!!!1oneoneoneone
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'I would have liked to encounter one, crossing a wood. Otherwise what's the pleasure of crossing a wood?...it grieves me to think this unicorn doesn't exist, or never existed, or cannot exist one day.' - Adso, Umberto Eco's 'The Name of the Rose'
Thank you very much!
And welcome to dA!
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