Wednesday, June 20th, 2001 | 12:18
It's up to you, timesleuths!

Iota, Perceptions and the Local Recurrents.


I stand alone and I fight alone and I stay clean by feeling cheap and baby, there ain't enough room in this world for perfections like you and monsters like me...I'm some of it. You're some of it. We're some of it. I'm certain of it -Matthew Good Band (The Fine Art of Falling Apart)


I dream only of sleeping ain't it something ain't this something ain't we something nothing to move nothing ever to explain just pillow clouds of poison gas and moving on somewhere that always stays miles away miles away miles away and you're miles away. -Matthew Good Band (Life Beyond The Minimum Safe Distance)

back | forth | older | guestbook | mail | profile | rings | diaryland