found deep
found deep
We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
T.S. Eliot -
naughty thoughts.
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
redundancies. Repeatedly
Last edited by kaufen; 09-21-2016 at 02:38 AM.
Napalm burns
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
with a
You don't know my kind.....You don't my mind.....Dark necessities are part of my design.....
careless precision
If you are going through hell - keep going
through our
You don't know my kind.....You don't my mind.....Dark necessities are part of my design.....
This really makes no sense! Is it cos I'm hungover??? But I really want to say, 'inner thighs '...
the trash.
Spoiler:
, Bruce. Just skip the threads that annoy you, my friend .
You don't know my kind.....You don't my mind.....Dark necessities are part of my design.....
If that's the case I guess the title should be changed to......The Story that goes ON & ON & ON ect,ect, ect.30
This was NO story about a magic kingdom I assure you.
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
I imagine that, like me, you say that you never have enough time and that you just cannot cope with 60 dozen things all at once. How on earth do you get out of that spiral? Many people never sit down and look at how to work smarter, rather than harder and even longer hours
This looked like fun, though, anybody wanna try again? If not, then, so dead the thread and quite deservingly perhaps ....
of immeasurable