

Not loved yetthis evening i sit with onlyNot loved yet
the dining room lit, the juggling thoughts tossed around asking why? ask me a pressing question then walk off without notice, i'm still bedazzled by your lotus. never had been loved, i'm a virgin in that matter its my simple mind you shatter even thought i'm not there yet i can't hop on the train with someone newly met i just work differently and i know you see it its deeper than what you think, not just a small pit
i've never loved before, as you've reminded me its not blissful and it has a guilty plea love comes when it should, and i


LeechGo see her, say goodnight Wake up tommorow, have your fight Grow up and learn, it's just not right To go out there and fly your black kiteLeech
Wasting her time You wild-card of a slime Go treat yourself like this And stain yourself with your own wine
They deserve better than you Go on and deny it Free your mind and figure it out Or shut up and be quiet
Face the facts you play them like cards You wipe them on your sleeve Please find yourself another hole Where you can make-believe.


Ever WonderEver Wonder?Ever Wonder
Have you ever wondered how this all started? How we've grown together, then we parted? I caught your eye Then your eye caught mine. Simply amazing how this happened at the same second in time. Didn't think much of it at first Until you made your way past my hunger and then past my thirst. These words can hardly describe what I was feeling My emotions emotions flew from the floor, straight to the ceiling. I knew this was right and you felt it too, I'm glad I got the chance, the chance to know you.


I dreamed of youI dreamed of youI dreamed of you
Last night before I went to bed I was thinking of you, you were in my head I closed my eyes, and fell asleep Soon I had a dream I wanted to keep
I finally saw you in all your beauty Just like before I left, you're still my cutie Stepping off the plane with a smile on my face There you were standing, an angel in her place
I know I should move on from this But while I'm here, just give me one kiss Your hair glimmers in the sun's bright shine This makes me so jealous, how I wish you were still mine
Remembering what you said
Devious Comments
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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share your love and not your hate.
love the artist, before yourself.
meditate on this.
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well hope u had a great day at school luv yah bye
-spoiledswimmer7
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haven gaston ownz me...
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uhh... mr the plague?
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-j.m.
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the numbers.. they're actually the photograph's filename.. my dad's kodak3900 counts up from when you first start taking pictures and recently i've been finding most of the names i want to use are taken so i'm sticking the filename on front - also helps ppl know which photos were taken first and after and suchs if they know about the system..
*shrugs* and i thought it would be different to be using the numbers - and this way i won't hog photo names on other ppl
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As for David -- he was quite awhile ago. Yet, I did talk to him the other day.
Daytona 500 -- what a wacky race. What a wacky way for Burton to win. Poor Jr.
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it rule joo.
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A day will come when the artist will no longer be this bohemian, puffed-up anarchist, but a healthy man working in clarity within a collectivist society.
George Grosz, 1925
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A road without obsticales,
Is a road that lead no where
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A road without obsticales,
Is a road that lead no where
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A road without obsticales,
Is a road that lead no where
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[ all realism without imagination is mere reductionism ]
[ s . 2 . r ]
have a
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