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Monday, 8 October 2007


mopping

an action you do when you use the mop to clean the floor;

to be unhappy and make a face;

a signature move of mine known to all who knows me.

its always SO HARD for me to keep my cool, MAN, i want to be a COOL dude but i just keep losing it!

in my mind, images that scares me appear too often and become more than a presence.

i want to be free of all guilt and free of al the monsters inside- the monsters that are tearing me into pieces-these pieces then littered on everywhere i've been, lost to my ownership. one day, these monsters will rise and lock me away from me.

i just keep mopping about my life, mopping till the day i die, but never cleaning up.

13:49 happyy-stopp