Once upon a time.......
there was a girl named snow. she had a crush on a boy who sang and played her guitar. he made her cry, he made her smile. she had a secret...that she adored him. and then he whispered into her ear "i love you"....
mwahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
go here http://headoflies.com/
this kewl band...............
and check out the boy with the bleached spiky hair.......hehehe........and...
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there was a girl named snow. she had a crush on a boy who sang and played her guitar. he made her cry, he made her smile. she had a secret...that she adored him. and then he whispered into her ear "i love you"....
mwahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
go here http://headoflies.com/
this kewl band...............
and check out the boy with the bleached spiky hair.......hehehe........and...
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deadmansparty:
You need to El Kabong him and drag him back to your cave 
joubee:
Hmmmmmm.........well its not secret anymore....hee hee. So I guess the date after the sleepover went rather well and everything seems to be going according to plan. Yet another man in the sac.........ONE FOR THE GIRLS TEAM.
fly away...i ripped my heart out
on the table it will stay
bruised arm bite mark
...you are here in cold weather
underground
make a promise
gently cut my throat
pour water on my chest
i can't wake up today. spinning head and bloody nose. migraine headache, belly aches. monsters at the foot of my bed.
on the table it will stay
bruised arm bite mark
...you are here in cold weather
underground
make a promise
gently cut my throat
pour water on my chest
i can't wake up today. spinning head and bloody nose. migraine headache, belly aches. monsters at the foot of my bed.
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matt1ri:
Great spread. Is your nose bloody beacuse of too much fun ??
superscott:
do you want to diddle my skittle? can i get a woo woo for peaches.
fly away.......
friday PDX go see my friend's band at the Ash ST....Head of Lies.....they kick ass....they are rawkstars. they are beautiful.
and then slumber party madness with SG's...
still i see your eyes
stop breathing to stare
friday PDX go see my friend's band at the Ash ST....Head of Lies.....they kick ass....they are rawkstars. they are beautiful.
and then slumber party madness with SG's...
still i see your eyes
stop breathing to stare
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roamingaround:
Yeah, KeithD and I are gonna have our OWN slumber party. Nyah.
quinn:
you girls and your torrid slumber parties.
makes me cuss myself for livin in the midwest you gorgeous bombshell you!
makes me cuss myself for livin in the midwest you gorgeous bombshell you!
i feel the need for some speed
got a vile of my blood today mwhahahaha
i cannot wait till we smell of sex
blood and sweat
pumping furiously
passing out
asphyxiation
you sing to me
dancing squeezing
a pattern of temptation
got a vile of my blood today mwhahahaha
i cannot wait till we smell of sex
blood and sweat
pumping furiously
passing out
asphyxiation
you sing to me
dancing squeezing
a pattern of temptation
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jacksin:
if only i was the one choking you, as you felt orgasmic delight...
tygertyger:
I like your four-point movie criteria - movies that make you want to...
Also all the blood and knives. Disturbing, yet appealing.
I get to see modest mouse next month. Woo!
Also all the blood and knives. Disturbing, yet appealing.
I get to see modest mouse next month. Woo!
caring, sharing, every little thing that we are wearing........
Rimbaud said this......."A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and sysematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness, he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons and preserves their quintessences..."
i fucking love it. ahhhhh.
tonight we shall see what comes...
Rimbaud said this......."A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and sysematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness, he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons and preserves their quintessences..."
i fucking love it. ahhhhh.
tonight we shall see what comes...
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jacksin:
the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom
disappearhere:
HEY!
At first it is the sun
which draws you in
The stars ultimately
alter your perception
That it is all a mystery
the unknown, the strange
I wrote about your beauty
My insomnia
the result of your kiss
Sweet and tender, inviting and toxic
Maybe I am lost
for a moment
You take me with you
and the wetness you leave on my neck
which draws you in
The stars ultimately
alter your perception
That it is all a mystery
the unknown, the strange
I wrote about your beauty
My insomnia
the result of your kiss
Sweet and tender, inviting and toxic
Maybe I am lost
for a moment
You take me with you
and the wetness you leave on my neck
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paulnikon:
Nice.
edie:
aha! you love tim burton too! i knew a rockin lady like you would have amazing tastes. you're so cute, and i love your stars.
awwwwwshit!
"crazy isn't broken.......it's you and me, amplified"
"crazy isn't broken.......it's you and me, amplified"
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desidia:
-think i saw you in a dream last night. vancouver was more like san francisco then. sunshine and hills.
sethomatik:
Comment on your new set:
"Thank you thank you thank you. I usually hate people with blended drinks. This may help me for awhile. Everytime some useless fuck orders a blended whatever for his retard girlfriend when we are as busy as hell, I'll think of this. Let's thank Snow for lowering my mental bodycount."
"Thank you thank you thank you. I usually hate people with blended drinks. This may help me for awhile. Everytime some useless fuck orders a blended whatever for his retard girlfriend when we are as busy as hell, I'll think of this. Let's thank Snow for lowering my mental bodycount."
i hope it is not to cheezzzy to say.........can't we all just get along. in a perfect world....the world, the family, the SG's. please?
i am in need of a good book. ????
i ran out into the sky and the sand filled my eyes.
the sun on my bones, and i cried for home.
yeah, and then i saw a fucking jawa pissing on...
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i am in need of a good book. ????
i ran out into the sky and the sand filled my eyes.
the sun on my bones, and i cried for home.
yeah, and then i saw a fucking jawa pissing on...
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thee_blacklisted:
not cheesey at all -- thanks for saying it!
deadmansparty:
I was at this canteena a few, few weeks ago and they had Jawa tossing. Those lil' bastards really take off.
"What Matters Most Is How You Walk Through the Fire"
Good Bukowski book
"What Matters Most Is How You Walk Through the Fire"
Good Bukowski book
i blacked out the other day. i am not sure if i was really gone, or if it was my imagination. the only thing i know for sure.......i walked into the light and it was flooded with darkness, people turned into waves of the ocean, i stumbled, i awoke on a periwinkle colored blanket. i have no self-control. i thought i did, but now i...
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mayameow:
Mee-ow! (Miss Snow is cool. She's a traveler just like me.)
markyflyboy:
i had a dream last nite that there was a new snow set up 
Porcelain hands and royal blue veins
China dolls and cancer in the brain
Eroticize about deep throat lies
The scent of a gun is my despise
Righteous murder and half naked danger
I'll see you in the morning and we'll go fuck later
China dolls and cancer in the brain
Eroticize about deep throat lies
The scent of a gun is my despise
Righteous murder and half naked danger
I'll see you in the morning and we'll go fuck later
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artfag:
If I could move mountains with a thought.
To twist and shape history and time.
To place my presence in your mind.
To make it possible for you to see.
The possibility
Of you.
Of me.
To twist and shape history and time.
To place my presence in your mind.
To make it possible for you to see.
The possibility
Of you.
Of me.
artfag:
Oh...I felt better when I woke. I just write better when I feel like dirt, which happens very infrequently these days.
The artist spirit will never let me be completely happy. But its a trade off. Better to feel and feel pain, than not to feel and watch sports.
I still want to do that painting of you and have you compose some poetry for the piece. If things work out with this project I'm working on, I'll be able to fly you down to LA to do a shoot for it...if youre still up for it that is. We'll see...I'm sooooo busy these days trying to re-energize the bank account after taking a month off for my travels that I don't know what my art future looks like these days. Anyway, hope your doing well.
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The artist spirit will never let me be completely happy. But its a trade off. Better to feel and feel pain, than not to feel and watch sports.
I still want to do that painting of you and have you compose some poetry for the piece. If things work out with this project I'm working on, I'll be able to fly you down to LA to do a shoot for it...if youre still up for it that is. We'll see...I'm sooooo busy these days trying to re-energize the bank account after taking a month off for my travels that I don't know what my art future looks like these days. Anyway, hope your doing well.
[Edited on Mar 25, 2003]