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I'm too old to be young. My heart beats and my feet take steps that bring me far, far from home. I rarely feel safe, experience has taught me that. I find comfort in weaponry and I go through life without letting much touch me. I sometimes wish I were a machine, but I suppose it wouldn't make much of a difference. Just to be made from something cleaner then meat.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

How have you been?

Tired. Stressed. Lost weight. Unsure. Rough around the edges.



Alive. Not done fighting.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Seven said...

You look very good in this picture. I am sure you disagree, but that doesn't matter because I am right.

February 28, 2008 11:40 PM  

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