Muse

seasons changed, crowd changed, people changed, feelings changed, even faces changed (figuratively). and yet, somethings remained together. even old habits die hard, as much as you try to overcome them. *grins* principally, our nature, our stands and who we are, that didn't change much. and maybe perhaps because of that resistance for change within, we alter the surroundings to fit you. hence, the change..

-i hope i make sense. i suggest you slowly read to dissect my words-

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and as i was mentioning about old habit dies hard? sher came back with my jose today. but it was leaking through a hairline fracture. must have suffered a bit through det's driving. *tsk tsk* well, ze jose cant stop bleeding, so i decided to resuscitate it with some transfusion and a lil' change in its outlook.

well, the original bottle was a figure of perfection. therefore, it will be mummified and the remains will be somewhere in the closet. whereas, the newly ressurected 'coca-cola light' will have to stay out of the light for the mo'. till the timing is right. *grins*