the inclination of a sunday child...
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welcome to this, another tiny insight into the magic of my mind.
here you might find my thoughts, my feelings, deepest desires and my darkest dispairs. more likely, you will uncover a large mound of useless drivel, or possibly a collection of smaller mounds of the aforementioned drivel.
either way, keep a sharp eye, and an open mind and you'll do just fine.
a small firearm may also come in handy...
sing for absolution/i want to touch the other side
hammer of the gods
light beer and car racing, 100km in one day
fuck your fucking petition
you know how to dance...
post office box
hang my head
weakest of flesh
i'm not exceptionally shy
a night at the roses
Nobody calls my blog dead
good things come to those who wait
a friendless fate?
i'm on the outside
and so it begins...
i am mitch. dreamer, thespian, philosopher, chauvinist, film critic and general nerd. i like rock music, things that make me laugh, funni stage shows, the gorgeous zebe and a good cup of coffee. i dont sleep much, and thats just the way i like it. i want to be a docter, or maybe a playwright. i also have a pink hat :)