for_john_mark_from_osaze disorted tendencies Realizations will come into play someday. Know I love you. But I'm dead inside. Can you make me happy again? Why did you have to come back? It's all worse now. Period of monotonous continuation was destroyed by your destructive presence. Bringing down everything that was once beautiful. You created an obstruction. A distorted image of me. all_three_to_seven [pursue me again if you can but you've created too many obstacles now] so i'll remember how you were. not the hideous adaptation. 020302 what's it to you? who go blather from