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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, June 27, 2007
And Put Up a Parking Lot ...
Just when I thought I'm at peace with the world, the idiotic me tried to test the balance.
I tried to confront my biggest personal demon -- I failed. Regretted it. Regretted that one a lot. I don't know if it'll ever stop being that way. But hell, it would be long time before I do that again. Fortunately for me, I think I've dealt with it better this time. Still a part of the old me underneath all the radical changes. posted by Quentin |
12:51 AM
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