I am not here. I think I've never been here at all, or ever will be. I feel like a place where no one goes anymore. --Stabbing Westward-- This here is the mindless ramblings of someone who lost their mind to this world of deseption, jealousy, love, and wonderment years ago. I am here to spill out what is left of these inner workings onto your monitor. So please sit back, take a Prozac, and attempt to understand the un-understandable, as I take you through this; my mind long gone. 
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Here are the people with which I spend my time, my patience, and my money. They are what means the most to me in this world. Without them I don't know what I would do to fill my time and spare what little sanity I have left.
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This is my tribute to my favorite band. They are what I listen to at all points during the day and night. This the kind of music that I can relate to.
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Here is held the writings of my friends and I. They show our feelings our thoughts, revealing our hearts and our souls.
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Here is where you can read about me, or at least what I am willing to divulge (or make you think).
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