It’s February, 2013, and I didn’t finish my 2012’s challenge… Shame on me… But the feeling of not having the guilty feeling is amazing.
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Day 349: Monstrous
Day 348: Uarghhhh
Day 347: Kill
Day 344: Han
Day 346: Adult
Today, depressed as I may. I’m a grown man anyway. Things I like, love, and dreamed. Can’t be compared to one thing. The real thing.
Day 345: You don’t know
Three days ago I promised. Four pm I said. Five fingers cut off. Just because you don’t know.
Day 343: Juan
One a young and hank but trump. Juan carry a shopping cart. Chart along the day those belong. Many will see the sunrise.
Day 342: Kill
Day 341: Gang
Words are just words. So do lies. But it matter, they hurt. Use as weapon and for love. For it get hurt to be born. To be alive and live on. To speaks and hurt all along. This is again the circle round Where had you been found? Isn’t there a coffe shop around?