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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, September 07, 2007
Look After You
 If I don't say this now I will surely break As I'm leaving the one I want to take Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait My heart has started to separate  There now, steady love, so few come and don't go Will you won't you, be the one I'll always know When I'm losing my control, the city spins around You're the only one who knows, you slow it down  If ever there was a doubt My love she leans into me This most assuredly counts She says most assuredly  It's always have and never hold You've begun to feel like home What's mine is yours to leave or take What's mine is yours to make your own You are so beautiful to me ... - song by The Fray posted by Quentin |
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