Questions without answers. No point asking them here. Didn't log on at all last night. First time in a long time. I like women with glasses. I like women without glasses too - but there are certain styles of glasses that I find very attractive. Like the round rimmed ones that the woman a little way down the carriage is wearing. The dark hair and all black clothing helps too. Kings Cross. The pretty people get off - old people get on to take their place. The wings of eternity blot out the sun - reminding me that the pain will never end. Nothing changes - crushed beneath the wheel once more. Compression is easy - there is nothing inside anyway - a vacuum offers no resistance. Is there such a thing as fate? I hope so - if so then none of this is my fault. Blame it on the Universe - it's too busy to contradict you.
Tuesday, 26 October 1999
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