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I love to talk to animals when they think they can understand me...
About Me
- baker
- I like to live in my made up world, which was created in the mists of zombies and intoxication.
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December
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- Third Eye
- The Evolution of my First lamp:
- Leo in color...with short hair
- Gabby La La said she may come back!
- The Coked-up Monkry KNife Fight!
- It's been a week and it's still funny
- The Best Movie Ever!
- Old Plas....
- NO WAY! 1203!
- THE GOD OF DRUMMERS
- Post-App.
- He's our Syd Barrett in a way...
- HELP!!!
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December
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4 comments:
The conversation I had with him moments ago was the most depressing moment all year. In many ways I've lost one of my all time best friends. I don't think I'm ever going to see him again, in the same divine and brilliant way I use to. I feel like I've lost a guiding visionary who molded me as I am now...
i think i know what you mean but
please explain yourself
in lamens terms: he has always been a genouise who inspired me, but through personaly issues has transformed into a diffrent person who I don't see eye to eye with, and seems to dislike to even be around me. As such I stay away from him, even though all I want is to hang out with my good frined again. Syd had the same issues with pink floyd, he was a brilliant visionary and great friend who became something else and the only way to appease him was to stay away from him. I may be looking into this to dramaticly, but he use to be my best chum, and in what seemed to be an instant he was gone, and he may never come back.
a lot of people seem to feel that way--
its sad.
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