At any rate I am here. Rather I'm further away or pretty near to me it's become crystal clear. I am here at any rate. Doesn't matter if I am in time or running late. Isn't this just great. Just in case here I am. Here I am just in case. I move around all over the place, when I get up. When I get up, I move around all over the place. Nowadays all my monsters have begun to give me chase, they chase and chase, chasing me every place. They get me so lost inside this maze, that my body aches closing up my airways: I guess possibilities are endless on how we interface. Anyways the questions that this creates, are rather hard to keep up with, when I have been the one enslaved. This, my world, is about to go up in flames. It's a **** shame, that I am just now finding myself as it really begins to blaze. The full blown craze, the consequences now it all outweighs. Maybe all the castaway runaways need to be replaced, if only by Gods good grace. Yet none of them have raised this kind of hell in days. Instead what seems to remain, why am I wallowing in evil's embrace. Whatever may be the case the downplay has started a new phase. With all of these so called infallible ways it's easy to give in post chaise yet always all this keeps coming at me sideways. It keeps leaving me feeling like I am such a disgrace. All over the fact I cannot simply erase all of my mistakes. So now, it's here that I coin a new phrase. Those with little faith, attempting to live in the shade of greys will find nothing but pain and sorrow in the shadows of their yesterdays.
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Jun 1, 2026 at 12:21 AM UTC
At any rate I am here. Rather I'm further away or pretty near to me it's become crystal clear. I am here at any rate. Doesn't matter if I am in time or running late. Isn't this just great. Just in case here I am. Here I am just in case. I move around all over the place, when I get up. When I get up, I move around all over the place. Nowadays all my monsters have begun to give me chase, they chase and chase, chasing me every place. They get me so lost inside this maze, that my body aches closing up my airways: I guess possibilities are endless on how we interface. Anyways the questions that this creates, are rather hard to keep up with, when I have been the one enslaved. This, my world, is about to go up in flames. It's a **** shame, that I am just now finding myself as it really begins to blaze. The full blown craze, the consequences now it all outweighs. Maybe all the castaway runaways need to be replaced, if only by Gods good grace. Yet none of them have raised this kind of hell in days. Instead what seems to remain, why am I wallowing in evil's embrace. Whatever may be the case the downplay has started a new phase. With all of these so called infallible ways it's easy to give in post chaise yet always all this keeps coming at me sideways. It keeps leaving me feeling like I am such a disgrace. All over the fact I cannot simply erase all of my mistakes. So now, it's here that I coin a new phrase. Those with little faith, attempting to live in the shade of greys will find nothing but pain and sorrow in the shadows of their yesterdays.
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