As you find me, you find yourself … and its with this fmailiar notion of normality that strikes you in the middle of the centre of your brain, which tells stories of past this and that, perhaps we find that things come again, but this time in new shade. Sometimes I wonder why … Sometimes …

I dont want to love you, the way you look at me with your eyes, through your mind, i want you to stop. Stop asking me why, i have not the answers you seek, and i know you are hurt but please don’t come with me. Please stop trying, stop phoning me, please stay away …

Knowing something, that you cannot speak of and cannot repeat twice in mind, is almost benign if it was stationary influence that drives me. Yet of dynamic ridicule and over extending fantasy that i keep fuel’d. Sometimes i wonder where the hell i am, have i been here b’fore ? This place i know, i …

you’re behind a black box, like a secret inside. I’m dying to know what you’re doing that side, I can’t see you anymore, I hope you’re doing better than last i saw, You’re on the other side of my mind, being , i just wish i could know how you are. Sometimes i wish i …

Sometimes i like the weakness i feel, sometimes i want it to swell. Sometime i crave the weakness, the inferiority the vulnerability, sometimes i feel inspired , when i understand weakness. My life is cosmopolitan as features mutltiply.I wonder where all the birds have gone? Its summer isn’t it? Break me, take from me until …

When i see you, you remind me of your mother, the times when i recognised my family, the people, who they were the point of familiy, the drive of motivation to talk to these people that share the same intermollecular setup as we do – at this level you could almost say are extension of …

I knew a girl once before, not too much concerned with hard-core – thats what i saw, she was once a friend , a person i could talk to, wrapped inside of her own misfortune, her mind strayed from something that i thought i new. From something i only see in few. i was lead …

Sorry My Family if odd i seem, my permission i give redeem, me, my soul for a nother . Someone that fits the profile and realises the dream and take my place here apon this chair, and look apon where i was, right there. and laugh and smile, I’ll just remove myself and wonder the …

Sometimes i think that people are sometimes destined for certain degerees, but it’s my familty that apon me feeds, Fucking boring, contempt with translucency and no sighn of communication and intentional fluency – they are my blood, my days are few and far, heer beneath my black hood… Its me , my life so misunderstood. …

I’m so fucking wierd – but that’s okay… You’re so fucking normal – everyday. I’m a waiting disaster, but Will you be here with me thereafter You’re so fucking beautifull, your so fucking beautifull, You cry inside, i see your eyes when they find mine – you’re confused, your feelings brused, and you’re lost their …