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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, April 02, 2008
Oh No Evil
Eeegh. My stomach feels like turning inside out.
You know when you do something that severely goes against your conscience, better judgement, and morals? Yeah. I did something like that just now. Man, my stomach couldn't stop churning. I think in time, it won't be a big deal, but right now I feel sick about it. Damn. Sorry to you. posted by Quentin |
11:06 PM
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