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Soodaroo in Love
Monday, July 19, 2004
 
She knows me as a complete fuking asshole . . . why not?
It is not the matter of reality, it is the matter of me, me that done all that nonsense, with my hands all motionless . . . (you know yourself, in exactly this moment of time that you are trying to prove, prove that you are a human, and it is a lie, you know, you touch it with your soul, you are a lier, a absolute fucking lier)  
 
It starts and never ends. He followed me all through my life, in all the road you can imagine, he followed, walk in silence, and catch me, I smile and . . . there is nothing after that, nothing left, and my heart stop, time stops and world laugh, laugh to my face, face of a sinful boy.
 
My breathe never followed to smiling after that terrible moments of my life. I think that everything finished.
 
Nothing left remained.
 
You know something, it is the exact time, exact time for having lots of eyes, all wide shut, yeah, it is what I need, eyes wide shut, eyes wide shut . . .
 
You see, I never can hold on . . . never
 
Soodaroo
2004-07-18
11:39 PM
After seeing the movie, Eyes Wide Shut 
  
  
  
  
  
 
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