Bad habits from foaming mouths, gun mount molestations, infatuations with brill shrimp and brine, subtle butter in southern Minnesota, cars in a creamy delinquency, infancy of melted curdled unbridled dairy land delight, winter daylight slim like none and poetic like pathetic magistrate wisdom from a sand grain, and beaches tranquility from a lord, a big bad ole man with the how the west was won...
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I wrote this a long time ago.....The quiet slips over, leaving fall; rolling a three second delay over the sunny, the bosomed of stringing basket glory polka dot invasion, milk water salvation, goo beyond the Plato, the dough rolled into flour looking for resistance, the viscosity of an inner city, the rumbling bumbling uglies banked upon leavened midget apple cores, tart on the scarlet and...
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jakesattic:
What medium besides writing are you most interested in?
Is it cold or just medium, or both?
If you have three light switches upstairs on a panel that you want to label that belong to three seperate rooms downstairs that you cannot see at all, how do you label them correctly if you can only go down and back up the stairs only once?
Is it cold or just medium, or both?
If you have three light switches upstairs on a panel that you want to label that belong to three seperate rooms downstairs that you cannot see at all, how do you label them correctly if you can only go down and back up the stairs only once?
quinne:
hey
eat one, if you havnt got anything nice to say stay away from my journal
eat one, if you havnt got anything nice to say stay away from my journal
There are sanguine flecks of Pollyanna on the pillow of a rosary for the god she made me pray to, I was in the clutches of a cradle of haphazard babies I swore to always lie through. I was the screwed and the skewed from the pews of scented dastard Beelzebub devilry with the smell of impure religion gone philosophy gone gotten to me. I...
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blasfemme:
you mean you don't??
pffft!!!
pffft!!!
jakesattic:
I like your stuff. Keep it up I'll stop back.
Princess solitude where are you upon your pedestal of stone, the highest of masons grey blood in a fortress for you. Lonely ravened silly where are you, the laughter in the ears of a stained man, a broken savant in the welcomes of malcontent, the endingness of loneliness, the only mess in and when an eyelash matters in the blink of a second, the feeling...
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slut_free_youth:
his name wasnt jesus.
but if he comes back to life... i hope he isnt mad about me flushing him down the toilet
xoxo
but if he comes back to life... i hope he isnt mad about me flushing him down the toilet
xoxo
shicawgo:
Penises are overrated man....but more power to you 
Dark angel in the shadow of solace lovely night, my desire at keen for your smolder, your soulless black candle, the rage of radiance across the split second fortune of murderous dusk, the vehement end to light, sunshine my burden, nothing free, the poorest of ends, the lesser essence of mediocrity. An angel is the dark winged prayer, the catcher of us few in the...
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loretta:
ok....
good for you then
good for you then
loretta:
No don't buy things... get drunk insted.. 
The drive way, we parked in the drive way. Parking in driveways, driving on parkways, running noses, and smelling feet, I was thinking about not needing big feet to bottom out a boat, to stand tall, to park the world, the spin of homeward soldiers, Folgers for the morning, coffee, tea, and Sams ass in front of me. I was up the stairs, starring at...
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inkdtgr:
that story was amazing. you are a really expressive writer. love to hear more
kybella:
Ya know what? Like totally serious here. I just got so turned on. That was the most bad-ass journal yet. Please marry me. I'm not kidding. 
In my past life I was a hussy, Is it too much to ask that when I get married, I set a personal goal of sex at least once every two days...granted I am now single, and realize I will do my damn-dest, but still be inadvertently whipped by the divine satisfaction of a woman's sexual wills, their charm outlandish, and their pleasure capacity only...
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sydni:
it's not a warning, it's a guarantee. You create the reality you live in. So if it sucks, it's because you made it that way.
google the movie: What the $%&@# do we know?
it's a life changing thing.
have a good day.
google the movie: What the $%&@# do we know?
it's a life changing thing.
have a good day.
brookie:
trippy pics...interesting
Ish-cabibble-otten-dotten-bobo-skadeeten-dotten-oownch-yu-wanna-ha
kybella:
supercalifragilisticexpealidosious.
No, that was cool...feel free to vent in my journal whenever. It is a most definate great thing that your head has not gone up your ass...believe me, you would remember. It's not a good feeling...see, it's feels to me like being stoned for 17 days...god, I hate that feeling...
No, that was cool...feel free to vent in my journal whenever. It is a most definate great thing that your head has not gone up your ass...believe me, you would remember. It's not a good feeling...see, it's feels to me like being stoned for 17 days...god, I hate that feeling...
Someday I dream of having mind blowing sex, every other day...as a goal, I hope it won't be too much to ask.
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noelle:
17 dollars
no, i made that up
no, i made that up
kara:
Huuuuummmm, well maybe you haven't given it a chance. I think it might be time for you to sit down and watch it again It can't be that bad could it? Just to get you worked up I also really like Grease two. 
It can't be that bad could it? Just to get you worked up I also really like Grease two. The nimble radio sang
Transistor tall grass
Eyes kinda laid girl
Martian love songs
Lost in space
Mean men aloud
Dollars for apathetics
Twinkle toe prose
Sorry never momentum
Spit shined polish
Waxing relic beauty
Leaping frogs again
Transistor tall grass
Eyes kinda laid girl
Martian love songs
Lost in space
Mean men aloud
Dollars for apathetics
Twinkle toe prose
Sorry never momentum
Spit shined polish
Waxing relic beauty
Leaping frogs again
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malloreigh:
oh, okay. i just had no idea what you meant. erm, yeah.
alberta is for suckers. never mind the fact that i was born and raised there. hmm...
alberta is for suckers. never mind the fact that i was born and raised there. hmm...
kybella:
I like to play leap frog... 
What's going on, dude?
What's going on, dude?
Maybe this year, I can be even a bigger hypocrite...or a philanthropist...same thing
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shicawgo:
whats a hmong? and damn that's harsh
tegan:
its fun being a hipocrit.
damn the torpedos, I will kill them all, you crazy whales...cyanide.
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sybil:
you off the wagon again?
persya:
me on top eh?
anyway...you welcomed me with open...
um hey, would you like to be my friend??
oh yeah, i almost forgot.....
"the story of a canvas and a paintbrush Jesus, finger painting, finger banging the neighborhood girl, touching her gush blushing..."
*sawooon*
and i'm not just blowing smoke up uranus