compie's Diaryland Diary

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fee fi fo fum

existential boredom.

is that what it is?
the prelude to freedom?

I just need to be expelled from the nearest cannon.

i hope i end up somewhere warm and sunny

barefoot and naked on the grass and dirt road.

maybe my nature is to be depressed. That's how I feel a lot of the time. But, maybe not. Sometimes I feel like all I need is a good push in the right direction. Sometimes the beauty of the world fills me up so much that i can't take it. But I want it.

I want to throw my head back, whip my wet hair around and smack everyone with it.

i want to run until i'm out of breath

i want to bury myself in dirt from Paraguay.

10:43 p.m. - 2007-03-11

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