if we cannot trust the people we love, then who can we trust? humanity is a dark and deceptive maze, so much so that when we do encounter a kind and honest soul, we look upon them with suspision and contempt. we hide things from the people we care most about, and we cannot explain why. we look toward tomarrow, but it offers only the same monotonous chaos. perhaps the universe is not so clean-cut as we believe. i envy people who believe in something. at least it offers something to turn to.

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fish fish fish,
i'm studying fish,
they are fun,
cause they are fish.

this has been another poem by me.

Hooray for home run pies.

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It's 10:51 at night. I should be in bed right now, but I'm not. Instead, I'm here, writing this. I just got some tabs...lets see here...One Tin Soldier, Don't Fear The Reaper, Stairway to Heaven, Completly Miserable, and My Own Worst Enemy. I'm pumped.

Fight Club is a very cool movie. Just thought I'd point that out. So is Six-String Samurai, although it's much less well known. Someday I'll make movies that good. Maybe even better. Someday. But for now, I need to go to bed. So see you all later!

Good night children, everywhere.

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new! new! update over at my site, so go check it out. boo-ya.

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today i ate two home-run pies.

i realize it sounds strange, but in a wierd way those tastly little snacks are helping retore may faith in humanity, or at the very least, corprate america. if something so delightful can be offered for only $0.25, the perhaps there is still hope for us. it just cheers me that for only one quarter of a dollar, i can get something so good. i think the rest of us can learn a lesson from home-run pies. we don't have to give alot to get alot, and visa versa. so when you fell down, remeber the home-run pie, and all that we can learn from it.

we are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

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