The past is the past...but not really the past...only an imaginary world which the tyrant, Big Brother, keeps switching for endless bull droppings! They destroy EVERYTHING I cannot even remember my mother...my own MOTHER! Maybe I did not even have parents! Maybe I am a robot! There is no DARN POINT in living if there IS nothing to live for.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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