I guess I'm not a big journal kind of guy. Which is wierd because I look back at my life and wish that I had written out a lot of the things I've been through. I think it would have made for a very marketable set of memoirs, but more importantly a very good couple of nights of reading (hey, I did a lot and I'm a slow reader).
Random statements:
XM radio is the stuff. I love it. It makes road trips even better.
Jobs suck.
It's not cold. It's not warm. I wish it were one or the other.
Hurricanes good. Colts good. Football good.
Yankees lose. Cubs lose. Baseball sad.
Are we deviants? Or is it actually the rest of the world?
People want way too much, but give so little. Why is that?
your words mean so much to me
possibly because my pictures mean so much to you
im glad that you can actually read between the lines and understand what it is that's being said
it takes a true artist to see those kinds of things
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
i appreciate it
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a rien pa peut arrete moi
- em.ka -
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