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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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Friday, March 16, 2007
Human ...
Ahh, I am indeed human.
Easily swayed by human-same influences. Letting myself fold under the tumult of circling thoughts that do me no benefit. Have I been born with a simpler mind, I shan't have these kinds of dilemma. But as things go, I have to keep my center. That the world revolves even without me in it. So why the hesitation? Why the fear? Have I become too soft that I can't take a little disappointment? Human indeed. I'm posessed >:D posted by Quentin |
5:42 PM
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