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Start of a new beginning.

Why does life have to be so fucked up all the time?! One moment, you're blissful, then the next, you just feel like jumping off a freaking building. Rawr!

I was so wrapped up with my stupid thoughts of absurd things, that I actually forgot that I was living in reality. So much for keeping all things real. Damn.


I felt so completely oblivious today. Unaware of all the shit that's happening around me. Walking, breathing. All the usual crap that I do with my life. But nothing that would actually reach the point of something great and awesome. Something that would actually be worth reminiscing sometime in the future.

My mind's floating. Somewhere. Probably out of this world. The things that are connecting my brain to my body took a day-off. A freaking day-off. And nothing seems to be going right. Like living in hell. Shit!

Wow. I made no sense at all, didn't I? Goodness. Told you my mind's detached from my body today. Bullshit, man!

Well, this is my blog. My 'brand new' blog. Enjoy my crappy non-sense. Hope you take inspiration from my fucked up life. =)

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