my weekend never stops, it just goes on and on and on and on. it only stops when the nightmares get too graphic and too unreal and too real. it stops when i see those dead skin masks and living dead corpses that manifest to me in my dreams. death talks to me and i feel horrified but i need to endure. sweat, sweat, sweat.... smell, senses corrupted, tremble.... until i'm good again. might take a few days. stay positive, no panic, stay, endure...
no panic.
endure.
endure.
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Ahhaa.. oli siis taas Vinylo. Juha pistikin sielta videonpatkan ja Samin kanssa vaihdeltiin kuulumisia.
Voimia, veljeni...
kiitos. nyt on jo muuten parempi, mutta selkä prakas töissä. ojasta allikkoon...
petrus
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