Tuesday, June 10, 2008

misinterpretations in space

Happiness will never fit a mold. If one makes it their objective to use screw bolts to tighten the boreds together, then there is a problem in confidence. Happiness is not a forced proposition. It flows like melted butter inside pieces of freshly baked Italian bread at 5 past 6 in the evening. One can never search for it because searching for the natural prevents the natural from occuring setting up a whole new variety of misspellings and misinterpretations in space.

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