a nauseating gut feeling that can't be shaken.
admit a liking for progressive trance.
get thee behind me, Jesus.
given in to bone-carved escapism.
let's play pretend and see how it all turns out.
bored at home. Going out for coffee and work. Anyone wanna?
putting yellow icing on sponge cake will not make it custard cake.
I didn't bother unearthing the old YM account. I flipped out.