Life, full of lies, cloaked in eternal deception
Work, full of drudge, covered with infinite frustration
End, thus life, end, thus work
One without the other
Thursday, January 8, 2009
God knows
God knows how much crap it was. Only God knows how it seems so deja vu. The one with the least emotional intelligence. Nothing clean will come out of it, I promise you this. Nothing good and the resultant reclusion repeated.
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