When I was little, I had this science book. There was a section on "what would happen to the world if there was no friction?" Answer: " Everything on earth would fly into space from the centrifugal force of revolution." That was my mood.
some people treat their bodies as temples (or for the happy trail friendly - pagodas) while others decide it's the next chernobyl....i'm more along the hybrid of johnnie holden caulfield walker...and so i guess maybe after a week of testing i've reached some sort of homeostasis on future planning....at least for now....nonetheless....progress....
if only so-crates had a blog imagine reading drunken greek writings instead of plato's scribe....but oh....if only i had a plato.....
"No idea," he said. "Maybe an urge to self-destruct. It's happened before. I get this gap between me Gotanda and me the actor, and I stand back and actually observe myself doing shit. I'm on one side of this very deep, dark fault, and then unconsciously, on the other side, I have this urge to destroy something. Smash it to bits. Aglass. A pencil. A plastic model. Never happens when other people are around, though. Only when I"m alone.
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derpderp i always need you. . hahahaha...
yay!!
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