

Primary Colours.I am above and below primary colours. I sit on green and stare at blue. My mind is clawing at the walls of my skull. Thoughts throw themselves at their boundaries and fight to escape into the real world. The surrounding defences of my head are strong and borderline impregnable. The thoughts give up after twenty four hours and they slump back into the corner of my brain and sulk at my negligence. They age and wither and die. My mind is a graveyard of imagination. There is however one thought. One persistent idea that will not give up, it has been battling to escape since the day was blown into civilisation. It has constructed a battPrimary Colours.

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My own brother, a goddam, shitsucking vampire. Boy, you wait till mom finds out buddy! --The Lost Boys
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"Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum"
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A Glass Can Only Spill What It Contains
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The brain is the organ of the mind Winfred Hawkins
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as if this is the end.
It Fascinates Me.
Madame Crocodile.
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