Summer hectic time of the year more so than exams me dose think.
what a short journal but what the heck.


Another Day -Chapter 3-I traced the familiar footsteps from day to day. My feet moved with no hesitation to their daily rhythm without much help from my mind. This freed up my thoughts to think how damn monochrome my day would be. Would I get the courage (just that little bit) I would need at the end off today to slip of that ever familiar ledge and fall, fall into the abyss of death. I flicked my hair out of my eyes, where it always seemed to sit no matter how often I moved it form there, and placed my earphones in my ears. The music screamed into my head, how I liked it, blocking the worlds noises out aAnother Day -Chapter 3-


Another DayChapter 1 and 2Another Day
Another Day:
Thats how my story begins with another day much like every day of my life.
I sat at the edge of the edge of the roof of the high flat that is far from my up town rich house. My art and music sits next to me, held down by the weight of my hand flat over it gripping the edge of the roofs edge. The edges of the papers flapping in the wind much like wings of a bird caught in the grasps of human hands. Flapping and scratching wanting to break free and fly. My fringe is in my eyes covering my vision much like the paper wishing to be free and f
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Define Normal...
Get some more deviations up!
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There Isn't An Ocean Too Deep. A Mountain So High You Could Keep, Keep Me Away!
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it's friggin awsome!
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There Isn't An Ocean Too Deep. A Mountain So High You Could Keep, Keep Me Away!
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There Isn't An Ocean Too Deep. A Mountain So High You Could Keep, Keep Me Away!
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Every day Every second every minute is just a repeat of what has gone before...
why set our mind when we know its just a repeat of the time before.
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