Ever have one of those days when you wonder WHY a lightning bolt doesn't just come from the sky and kill you already? (Or, if you're like me, one of those lives.) My car is in the shop. I can not afford public transportation, my leg is too fucked up to walk a block let alone wherever I need to go, and my man is...
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ael:
i accidentially dropped one of my glass perfume bottles in it, and the bowl just broke. it looks crazy.
hellabella:
That's really weird.
francesca:
I understand the wish for wanting neighbors to move out! Your drum wouldn't happen to be Indian, would it?
Thought of the moment:
I wonder if I could get away with opening a hot wings place that caters to the female population (and gay male). I'd have a big rooster on the sign and call it Cocks. Could happen.
I wonder if I could get away with opening a hot wings place that caters to the female population (and gay male). I'd have a big rooster on the sign and call it Cocks. Could happen.

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lenore:
Hahahaha!! Mama's Family!!!!
hellabella:
"Hahahaha!! Mama's Family!!!!"
That was the first thing that came to mind. Then I thought shit, that's not very nice. lol But if you did it black or something, it'd be awesome.
That was the first thing that came to mind. Then I thought shit, that's not very nice. lol But if you did it black or something, it'd be awesome.

ael:
are you getting addicted?

hellabella:
Quite possibly. Maybe it's the cyber fumes in the cyber paint that I'm cyber huffing.

The Forest
(A Memoir)
By: L. B. Carter
(November 16, 2005
Dear Old Love,
I was not as naive as you thought.
I was not as innocent as I let on.
I knew the evocations my facade brought,
and I was well aware you could not have withdrawn...
From the feeling.
My eyes falling innocuously on yours
wasnt all that unintentional.
Dragging you wild-eyed,...
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(A Memoir)
By: L. B. Carter
(November 16, 2005
Dear Old Love,
I was not as naive as you thought.
I was not as innocent as I let on.
I knew the evocations my facade brought,
and I was well aware you could not have withdrawn...
From the feeling.
My eyes falling innocuously on yours
wasnt all that unintentional.
Dragging you wild-eyed,...
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No Such Thing as a True Suicide
By: L.B. Carter
(November 15, 2005)
I saw you crying,
looking over my casket.
I saw you kneel
in the church and pray.
I told you not to
put me in a fucking box,
and did your god
answer yet, anyway?
I spent my life
constantly contemplating
whats waiting for us
once we leave this human...
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By: L.B. Carter
(November 15, 2005)
I saw you crying,
looking over my casket.
I saw you kneel
in the church and pray.
I told you not to
put me in a fucking box,
and did your god
answer yet, anyway?
I spent my life
constantly contemplating
whats waiting for us
once we leave this human...
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ael:
you need to apply soon so i can look at your hot nekkid body!
hellabella:
"you need to apply soon so i can look at your hot nekkid body!"
You really really REALLY want to go blind, don't you?
This is old so I weighed more, but it's the best you're getting for now. lol

You really really REALLY want to go blind, don't you?

This is old so I weighed more, but it's the best you're getting for now. lol

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ael:
i support leigh, not her kitty! :p
hellabella:
"i support leigh, not her kitty! :p"
What if I asked you to support my "kitty"?
*covers dirty dirty mouth*
What if I asked you to support my "kitty"?

*covers dirty dirty mouth*

Never Die
By: L.B. Carter
(November 9, 2005)
Impressions
from all my past transgressions;
theyre all that remain now.
Hand prints in dried plaster,
so many times unnoticed
by passers-over.
My energy
pressed against a frosty window,
exactly one decade ago,
to the day.
Every time she cleans the glass,
she has yet to purify
the one thing that truly
soiled it in...
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By: L.B. Carter
(November 9, 2005)
Impressions
from all my past transgressions;
theyre all that remain now.
Hand prints in dried plaster,
so many times unnoticed
by passers-over.
My energy
pressed against a frosty window,
exactly one decade ago,
to the day.
Every time she cleans the glass,
she has yet to purify
the one thing that truly
soiled it in...
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