Then you come home that night wishing you had just stayed in bed that morning.
Ever have one of those days?
That's my day today.
Watching You
Let Me Out

EnigmaClose the door… Drop the key… Look away… Don’t dare to see… Can’t see the light… Won’t dawn on me… Can’t figure out… It cannot be…Enigma
Stumble again… Yes, run away… Won’t look behind… Another day… What’s wrong with him… No one can say… Just close the door… Just walk away…
He’s come again… Don’t care to hear… Already done… Will never care… Just look away… He’ll disappear… Speak softly now… He cannot hear…
At first ignore… Then spread the word… What has he said… What h
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He who works with his hands is a laborer.
He who works with his hands, and his head is a craftsman.
He who works with his hands, and his head, and his heart, is An Artist"
St. Francis of As
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"My heart doesn't beat. It pounds for a way out."
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I want to know how God created this world. I am not intrested in this or that phenomenon. I want to know His thoughts, the rest are details.
- Albert Einstein
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"My heart doesn't beat. It pounds for a way out."
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got milk?
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"From the depths for boredom i stretch my hand out in greeting and say, Welcome to my world.."
~Me
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