Spamming the Live Journal... whee
Listening to the raindrops hitting the glass of the window that separated me from the insanity of the sane world outside left me hollow; a soulless corpse that has the audacity to move and think.
All around me memories of yesterday screamed at my hindbrain, a voiceless roar for attention. The furious shout of a thousand tokens of things that once was, but split off in the past leaving me alone in present fevently trying to recall what their names sounded like. Deafning the crescendo of past events was the maddening thumps of techno-music that made my floor shiver and my mind scream in agony. Life in the fast lane was one never-ending party, shaped to remind the soulless ones of our own ignored pain.
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Well, okay it doesn't rain, and the loudest noise in my ears is the sweet voice of a cwuuuuuute girl that makes me go KAWAAAAAAIIII! ^_^
But that would sort of undermine the 'Cynic Dane' part... so ignore that. I'm gothic. Rawr. Woe is me. Doom, doom, doom...
Current Mood: 
amusedCurrent Music: A cross between a Night Elf Archer and Imoen... mmm! 
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