| Current mood: |  awake |
| Current music: | Silverchair-"Miss You Love" |
Brit...I got this quote thingy....
"Loneliness is like cancer. There is no cure to either of these diseases. They increasingly appear - sporadically - and touch everyone, somehow, someway. People are searching for solutions, trying to repair the damage. And when the thought of infection manifests anyone's mind, it's almost instant denial, covering up the holes with hope. It’s always there, even when you think you've taken the miracle medicine or been put through the perfect procedure to end the madness. There is always this lingering feeling that what infected you may come back, that it still whispers in the hollow cavity of your inner depth. There is no cause. There is no end. There is the living dead. There is the superficial cure: love. There is the never-ending turbulence for the rest of your days. . . "
::thinks:: That is really true...I was lurking and I came across this quote...I have been tlaking to Brit...I think this suits both our situations we are in...kinda...well right now...I'm just...up I guess...I dont know what I'm doing up...Butthole told me he wanted to talk to me...so that's why I'm up now...I'm gonna go look for some more quotes ::smiles:: I'll update again ::nods::
~*Sam*~
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