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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Light Out of the Gloom
Tonight I'd get to hear two cheerful friends text me.
Somehow that took my gloom away. One, a playful lass who maybe likes teasing people every chance she gets (wonder if she realizes I'm immune) and the other told me a story how her date went -- with a geek :D Now that was pretty interesting. Albeit I'm wondering if she is gritting her teeth for telling me and asking me if it was ok for her to behave the way she did. If you ask me, it's always safer to act what is natural of you than to begin a long story of pretensions o_O Though there is such a thing as tact, if you know what I mean. posted by Quentin |
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