Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I bought myself new plug-in ear phones today!

Been driving(learning) pretty much recently and I love the feeling of being in control. This sense of power... Somehow I feel that I've been craving for it, and it's never satisfying.

Alas, that's my achilles' heel. Losing control is like free wheeling, the car just might crash.

Sorry for the random thoughts being filled in.

I cant wait for lyrical hiphop on thursday!

So I'd stand, with arms high and hearts abadoned.
After all these years, all I can offer to you Lord, is this broken rag that I am.
Help me fight a good fight, and not fall when temptations creep in.

Passion Groove Life.