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Here I am

 Song of the day;;

→ Nonpoint - Fix This


It's all kind of a dream

A messed up dream in a messed up theme

In a messed up head

Passed out in bed

From too much to drink and not enough to eat

Food for thought, processes

All the stresses of the world

On my shoulders, on my chest and

On my mind, and on my conscience


There's a name for all of this

A shame in all of this

Done watchin' in disbelief

Done turnin' the other cheek

Doesn't seem right to me

But maybe this is how it's all supposed to be?


You don't have to be below this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

(You don't really wanna fix this)

You don't have to be alone on this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

You don't really wanna fix this


You don't really wanna fix this


Carnivorous, with a significant amount of serious

Oblivious, with a significant amount of indifference

Walls don’t always protect from losin' respect

From choosin' a set, from cursin' the name

Layin' the blame on my mind and on my conscience


There's a name for all of this

But maybe this is how it's all supposed to be?


You don't have to be below this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

(You don't really wanna fix this)

You don't have to be alone on this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

You don't really wanna fix this


You don’t really wanna fix this

You don’t really wanna fix this


You don't have to be below this

But you don't wanna make things right


You don't have to be below this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

(You don't really wanna fix this)

You don't have to be alone on this

But you don't wanna make things right

(You don't really wanna fix this)

Do you really wanna fix this?


You don’t have to be

Have to be, have to be, have to be

You don’t have to be

Have to be, have to be, have to be

You don't have to be below this

But you don't wanna make things right

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Kerron nyt hauskan kohtaamisen, joka mulle kävi tänä aamuna, kun kävin hoitotarvikejakelussa. Menin sinne ja oottelin siinä vuoroani, kun siihen tuli joku sattumanvarainen papparainen. Se kysy multa, että diabetestarvikkeitako oon hakemassa, johon totesin, että joo. Se ihmetteli, että miten noin nuorella voi olla jo diabetes. Vastasin, että mulla on ollut se jo 20 vuotta, johon pappa totesi, että enhän mä edes voi olla vielä 20. Sanoin, että oon kylläkin 25. Siinä sitten hetki jutusteltiin sensoreista ja pumpuista sun muusta ennen kuin pääsin sisään noutamaan tarvikkeeni. Kiva siis tietää, että randompappojen mielestä oon edelleen sen verran nuoren näkönen, että käyn alle 20-vuotiaasta (ellei se vaan ollu kohtelias tai mukahauska), tosin veikkaan kyllä, että ihan jo mun huikean pituuden takia moni tuntematon arviois mut jonkin verran nuoremmaksi kun olen. Tuntuukin, tästä tuli mieleen, ihan helvetin laittomalta ajatella, että täytän alle 2 kuukauden päästä 26. Siis 26. Kuka helvetti anto luvan siihen? Kävin illalla lenkillä ja oli sen verran lämmin että oli pakko heittää takkia pois (terveisin kehoni EI osaa mukautua lämpötiloihin), mutta teki helvetin hyvää. Huomenna teen jotain. Varmaan pelailen ja käyn ulkona jos on hyvä keli (pitäis tietääkseni olla, mut en mä kyllä vahdi sääennustuksia).

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