Tuesday, July 26, 2005

To live. To awake. To breathe.

I want that. I want my own reality. I want to try things that everyone else thinks are stupid and impossible. Then I want to do them. I'm so sick of that word.

Impossible.

Just a big word used by small men. I'm a lot of things, but small isn't one of them. In any way.

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