(A paragraph best said slowly and whispered into your hear) WORK... versus the things ....that are warm and wet or long and thick....things that penetrate deeply and slow...things that stretch....things that drip when they cum or throb when there hard.....the type of things that need to be kissed... sucked...licked and fucked......then done all over again till the true nature of things are revealed. Or u...
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I love rain, its really this moment I love, when Its slightly cool , dark , lit by neon signs .... rainy. I walk down to Mill Ave from Farmer St. by way of alley. The side-walk was loose brick and I'm feeling that thirst I have trouble filling, seemingly my whole life I've felt this with no explanation. Someone I've never met, a person,...
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I am a man, twisted by my intention, a prisoner of my mind. Nowhere am I more true than on the summit of a mountain , facing down a single track trail on my downhill mountain bike. Full body armor , full face helmet , googles, ipod, gloves , and my partner. A last smoke of green to cool the nerves, I look back at...
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toxic:
rad gnarly pictures!
hey I finished my short story about my life I hope you enjoy it , if you don't want to read it than don't I just putting this out there to those who requested to hear how it ends , so here it is ;
"Gun Street Girls"
I love the rain, there was a certain moment I loved, when Its slightly cool , dark...
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"Gun Street Girls"
I love the rain, there was a certain moment I loved, when Its slightly cool , dark...
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heathen:
awesome photos! thank you for sharing!
I love the rain, there is a certain moment I loved, when Its slightly cool , dark , lit by neon signs , and rainy. I walk down to Mill Ave from Farmer St. by way of alley. The side-walk was loose brick and I'm feeling that thirst I always have trouble filling , seemingly my whole life I've felt this, I have no explanation....
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I love the rain, there is a certain moment I loved, when Its slightly cool , dark , lit by neon signs , and rainy. I walk down to Mill Ave from Farmer St. by way of alley. The side-walk was loose brick and I'm feeling that thirst I always have trouble filling , seemingly my whole life I've felt this, I have no explanation....
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rosalilly:
thank you for sending me this great story! You have great poetic writing skills that take me visually right into the story and feel all emotions expressed. keep up the good work.
trojan:
i have to say that i connect to the feeling and emotion....... grammar and spelling is not important to me personally, the detail is in the honesty and that is what has meaning in this world, just the trueness in our hearts and sharing our experience and thats what i feel you are portraying in your story so, please continue to be true as hard as it is, rock on brother! be safe and look after yourself
Mia Zapata Born August 25, 1965, Rape and Murred July 7 1993 age 27 , Was a powerful female punk rock singer and song writer of " The Gits " The songs "second skin, whirlwind , seaweed , spear and magic helmet, sign of the crab are punk songs than have no parallel . She was cut down at the rise of the bands march...
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edward_h:
less is not always more
rokko:
Hey! Hey!
You know, I'm not good at reading and understanding English, so I'm going to read with looking at my dictionary after I wake up tomorrow morning.
And you know what?
My birthday is October 24th!!!
1024, it's the most beautiful number in the world!
You know, I'm not good at reading and understanding English, so I'm going to read with looking at my dictionary after I wake up tomorrow morning.
And you know what?
My birthday is October 24th!!!
1024, it's the most beautiful number in the world!
They have said I have a condition, costochondritis, swelling of the muscles in the rib-cage right over my heart, they also said its harmless. i know its a broken heart the disease of loneliness I don't need a doctor to tell me such things. I have been addicted to the worst. And yet a truth I found, was that love and drugs both destroy your...
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