As I dance with the Fates, I still stumble Round life's grand ballroom - a marionette With frayed and tangled strings... Looking ask...
11 June 2011
(SSSU - 6/11/11)
SSSU: Life can be a gay parade, alternating between bulbous-nosed clowns with obnoxious horns emitting noxious fumes, and a funeral procession, following the coffin carrying our dashed dreams on the backs of somber men, sobered by the loss...
Think of me as Kipling's "The Cat Who Walked By
Himself"... and you probably will have a good picture of how I
walk through life. If you don't want to take the time to read the story, then I would describe myself as fairly independent, but occasionally craves the
company of others. Sometimes, I can try to be clever, and every once in a blue moon, I may actually succeed.
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