Down the unimaginative lane in trash town.

Creativity is playing hard to get and coffee is rearranging everything inside my head for now. I just realized that i might have spent my entire day Joyriding a Jet-pack on my cell phone and right now I couldn’t care less. Philosophy is some tough sport. But I cant stop listening to The Killers. Heard of ’em? You should. My recent favorite has been ‘Somebody told me’. Catchy. SO its high time, need to create-wise (pronounced as creativise, yep I am drunk on caffeine) myself, the wallflower me needs desperately to go on an imaginative spree.


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