The Big Bag of Random Stuff

	The Big Bag of Random Stuff


	We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.


	Tuesday, August 16, 2005 How can I want someone to understand me when I can't even begin to understand myself or know what I want? - dyseluxon, 8/16/2005 11:35:00 PM Sunday, August 14, 2005 still trying to get my hands on the fleeting shadows that consistently elude me In praise of the things that I seek, She used to look good to me But now I find her Simply irresistible 'Simply Irresistible' - Robert Palmer - dyseluxon, 8/14/2005 08:41:00 PM

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