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It's time I fought AC (alex cook) the dream weaver.

I heard that controling your dreams is a talent. Who - here - can't control their dreams? Anyway, Alex can do it while he is awake. He calls them astral journys. I wonder if they're dangerous sometimes. Horror stories anyone?

Here's something he wrote which I shouldn't show you but the particular volume that this...
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I need detox
I neeeeeed detox

Stopped believing everything
I keep thinking that SG members are robots or missy's spies.


News
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I had both of my ear lobes pierced. I'm not sure what comes next. As yet, no larvae, bot flies, flies, maggots, fingernails, rust or scepticeama appear to be present but that's a pretty short list. And I didn't list image crisis, (passed,...
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Hiya everybody


I have to tell all passers-by that my mouse has these Back and Forward buttons on the side. I was awake until 6am last night and I waited until five at the computer waiting for an opening line for my journal and panda-ing with a possible attack on the SGUK group. I must be thumbing the Back one at least once a day....
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At least it is more writing....



No it's not.

It's ronan's birthday and if I write anything I will get even more depressed today.
When, oh when, will I stop smoking so much weed? At least that is a possitive thought, init.

Bah-humbug.


I've been thinking that all summer.


?
I'd conceed "self-obsessed" or a similar term
but there's no beauro for it
-And I wont write you a poem until I am good
and ready.-
And suddenly you all care [i'm just looking to find my own entertainment, and sorry Philosophy Group but I've always thought of philosophy as a game, helped non by the puta...
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My house is full of Christians, (my sister being the pope and all) and they're kinda nice. Very accepting on the whole, I guess. Some of them are a little intimidated by me but that's fucking normal. *sigh*

My God, SG, don't be mean to me, I'm not really a shite.

Guys could jump me soo easily as I walk the five minutes home from work through the "warren". I need to fight somebody. We used to rumble a lot, kind of semi contact but I've been hit quite hard in the face a few times. I'm good - I'm impossible to bruise - and I know a scattering of martial arts technique but I broke...
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I have a job. I work behind toughend glass in an off-licence. The alceys', (I need to confess this: she, pushing that pram and she is sixteen years old in my mind. She always...[once]) young mothers who buy two bottles of lambrini bianco at 1.5Litres a drop; Tenent's Super drinkers with (see a scar squaring their nostrils); LOOK UP; I tell myself that all of...
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nah, I wuz wrong. Still no indent

Wait a second

Look over my shoulder. I dare you.
That is what I'm scared of.
My lazy eye is scary; my fucking lazy eye makes me scared to look you in the face. Teachers, up front, sometimes look over my shoulder in another sense because they don't want to catch my eye because the snapping eye click pops my right eye out of line sometimes. Of course,...
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Meme
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I have a picture of a giant, rolling disorder
A cartoon snowball made of dried bramble
And little standing figures pushed headfirst into its thumb.

There is the first.
There they go headfirst.

Memes aren't punk they are safety-pins'
Points. They are hooks and nails;
The three square meals a day and church;
A fine gold chain and tiny pendant balanced
On the...
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