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Randomness A million thoughts trickle through my mind, yesterday, today, tomorrow What if? When? How? Why? Do I even care? Not really, maybe, yes, no. Music thundering through the headphones, Deafening me to outside sounds. A world of my own Where my insanity is normal.Where my randomness is accepted,It's okay, they all know me here, Me, myself and I-dont-care. Devilish imps sitting around me,egging me on to greater deeds of wickedness. Angels forgotten, oh so holier-than-thou,"Bollocks to that" I mutter. All hail the randomness of me. Not really, it just sounded good In a moment of madness. humming tonelessly, pretty pictures flashing through my seizing mind no pain, no gain...never give up. Do I even make sense? But why? Sense is so boring, so everyday. You can have reality if you want it I have little to no use for it. I'm loving every minute of my randomness.
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Randomness A million thoughts trickle through my mind, yesterday, today, tomorrow What if? When? How? Why? Do I even care? Not really, maybe, yes, no. Music thundering through the headphones, Deafening me to outside sounds. A world of my own Where my insanity is normal.Where my randomness is accepted,It's okay, they all know me here, Me, myself and I-dont-care. Devilish imps sitting around me,egging me on to greater deeds of wickedness. Angels forgotten, oh so holier-than-thou,"Bollocks to that" I mutter. All hail the randomness of me. Not really, it just sounded good In a moment of madness. humming tonelessly, pretty pictures flashing through my seizing mind no pain, no gain...never give up. Do I even make sense? But why? Sense is so boring, so everyday. You can have reality if you want it I have little to no use for it. I'm loving every minute of my randomness.
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you're welcome.
yay!!! I was having trouble, too, but I couldn't exactly comment and ask you about it (insert goofy face)
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