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altar000altar
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Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 2/13/1977
Gender: Male
Interests: Philosophy, Myths, Stories, Human Nature, Religion, Life, Love, Dreams, Cars, Cooking, Gardening, Art, Theatre, Poetry, Computers, Beverages (both Alcoholic and non), and of course like most men.........females.
Expertise: Jack of All Trades, Master of None, just trying to make my way through this fucked up world.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Media
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AIM:  Altar000Altar
Yahoo:  Altar000Altar
Member Since:
9/17/2004
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| How life tradgicly unfolds. Well what the fuck, ride the tidal wave. | | |
| I am starting to wander down a familar path, I know this path all to well and where it leads. I do not want to end up at its final destination, but I do not want to leave the path. Do I say on, hoping for a fork in the road, do I force myself to step off, losing the path forever, or do I turn back, forgeting everything. For now I will find a stump to sit on and ponder life. | | |
| Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts. Well I got my own place, and tonight will be my first night sleeping there. I decorated it, although it looks more girly than I would like. But hey, it is turning out good thus far. | | |
| Half way through November. I feel like breath is just a clock counting down to my death. I feel empty. I am tired of trying, therefore I quit. | | |
| Finally I made it home. I am back in Fresno, and I will now try to carve out a so callled life here.
At a halloween dance that I went to with a friend. I made a mistake. For an instant I quit looking at her as a friend. Thats all it took. Now I cannot get her out of my head. To be one hundred percent honest, since I have known her I have kept her at an arms distance. I wanted to keep her as a friend, not anything else.
Now do I tell her? Ruining our friendship, with a very good chance of getting the infamous "we are just friends line." Or do I just let things go on as normal, trying to forget about her and let time work things out? | | |
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