.ÅLL HåîL †hé Å®† Høü∫é kï∂∫. by Beau Dickson on February 11th, 2009

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Why does it always have to be “so hard.”

Why is there always “so much” more meaning to what we are saying?
(Who is the “we” in that sentence?)

“What” is implied. “What” should be seen? What no one can understand… Because we’re complex?

“Enjoy those special little moments that make life worth living”

Fûçk.
FüCk Th内
Thå†∫hî†!
∫hî†.

I’m tired…
Tired of [k]not trying, and getting every[no]thing in return.
Tired of expecting.
Accepting some ridiculous reason… Expectations, I believe…

…¡ Bélîé√é ¡ dé∫é®√é ¡†… If not me, then who?

Too many times, time has escaped me.
Is it a shortcoming if your descriptions exonerate your shortcomings…?

I don’t think I watched enough Television in my childhood.

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