Going back to highschool
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# Posté le mardi 01 septembre 2009 11:32

I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand. Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man? These sensations barely interest me for another day. I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away. - It's getting faster, moving faster now, it's getting out of hand, on the tenth floor, down the back stairs, it's a no man's land. Lights are flashing, cars are crashing, getting frequent now. I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow. - What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again, I'm watching you, I'm watching her, I'll take no pity from your friends. Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now. Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know. Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know. I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling, I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling. Feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling.
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# Posté le vendredi 28 août 2009 12:21

Your hand is cold. - Yes. I'm afraid I'm not as warm as the men that you must be accustomed to. - What men? So, what can I get for you tonight? - What are you? - I told you. I'm a waitress. - No. You're something more than that. You're something more than human. - I beg your pardon? - Sookie... that's an unusual name, Sookie. Is it short for something else? - Nope. Just... just plain Sookie.
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# Posté le samedi 31 janvier 2009 17:02

Modifié le jeudi 17 septembre 2009 12:07

At this moment, there are six billion, four hundred seventy million,
eight hundred eighteen thousand, six hundred seventy one people in the world.
Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day.
Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good,
struggling with evil. six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes, all you need is one.
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# Posté le mardi 07 octobre 2008 14:24

Modifié le jeudi 17 septembre 2009 12:15

« Grief is like the ocean, it's deep, and dark, and bigger than all of us.
[...] Pain is like the thief in the night, quiet, persistent, unfair. Diminished
by time, and faith, and love. »
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# Posté le jeudi 02 octobre 2008 15:58

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