The art of thinking.

[serloco]

I recall, a long time ago, I was trapped in the iob world. They were all aroud me and so fast on me because they could read my thoughts and knew my secrets. They could see everything. thats when I intended my mind to lie and look real. I began having thoughts that weren't like my own, and the people saw them and believed they were mine. A tricky lil bastard i can be.