The Quirky Remarks of a Professional Scooperhttp://jts123.blog.co.uk/A voyeuristic bite into a lovers alter ego.en-EUhourly82000-01-01T12:00+00:00The Quirky Remarks of a Professional Scooperhttp://jts123.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/a2/50b2e1acbc10b0ce582baf5e75b6f4_160x200.jpgA whitty introduction to something misunderstoodhttp://jts123.blog.co.uk/2008/07/24/a-whitty-introduction-to-something-misun-4492586/2008-07-24T13:38:12+02:00 <p>My name is XXX3X and i am an alter ego. My chest feels tight with information and often i crave to talk my life with something. Maybe i will share some gossip-like data here.</p> <p>America, America commericial America. Oh how i wish. Looking up at a star wishing i was in Manhattan living as a busy ant. Obsession or passion ran through my virtual mind.</p> <p>I'm so methodical in my academic approach. I really strive in a systematic way. My brain has been unfairly tortured in an almost demonic manor. Unpleasently created in a specific way ensures my patterns of behaviour are systemed into a regimented line, just to achieve.</p> <p>The word heart. What is a heart. Is it a commercial annotomical 'thing' or is it a virtual picture intertwined with the media? Do we have a heart, or are we all doomed into fierce fear of dying alone?</p> <p>At the moment, lyrics are meaning everything to me. I often enjoy being mellow; perhaps it is my way of switching channels to a function on almost little-existance.</p> <p>I like third person dreams. It helps me to put items of life in a vivid colourful representation.</p> <p>I am a product of pragmatic. I have been created in society as a functional number.</p> <p>My old clothes don't fit like they once did.</p> <p>Confrontation, aggresion and passive anger. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://jts123.blog.co.uk/2008/07/24/a-whitty-introduction-to-something-misun-4492586/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>My name is XXX3X and i am an alter ego. My chest feels tight with information and often i crave to talk my life with something. Maybe i will share some gossip-like data here.

America, America commericial America. Oh how i wish. Looking up at a star wishing i was in Manhattan living as a busy ant. Obsession or passion ran through my virtual mind.

I'm so methodical in my academic approach. I really strive in a systematic way. My brain has been unfairly tortured in an almost demonic manor. Unpleasently created in a specific way ensures my patterns of behaviour are systemed into a regimented line, just to achieve.

The word heart. What is a heart. Is it a commercial annotomical 'thing' or is it a virtual picture intertwined with the media? Do we have a heart, or are we all doomed into fierce fear of dying alone?

At the moment, lyrics are meaning everything to me. I often enjoy being mellow; perhaps it is my way of switching channels to a function on almost little-existance.

I like third person dreams. It helps me to put items of life in a vivid colourful representation.

I am a product of pragmatic. I have been created in society as a functional number.

My old clothes don't fit like they once did.

Confrontation, aggresion and passive anger.

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