kickinglovers

Today. it is my birthday.
Yesterday (as i have jus arrived back from the capital).. we saw The Organ, in a small gig..

the stories.
the band actually fancied my dear one and i. with flirting smiles, one band member sizing a band tshirt i bought from another girl with her. twice.
the lead.. did adore and stare repeatedly at the both of us.
as...
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Push it to one side, a static electricity jolt. Like times of chasing tails around the same corner of self. Quite a torrid ride of overcome simplicity if the matter is divided into the correct portions.
But. Alas, the fallen has struck. Tiresome. News brought by a distance once known stranger reaked havock upon the kingdom (and made hero's lose their way). Trouble dwells with...
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wake me with a text at 12.33 to tell me the photos are quite horrid but there are the few you love. (why would you be out of the house so early?)... I knew little.
No longer could you keep it a secret.

"oh it's awfully boring at westbury.x"
"(!)x"


I ran around my room, in the manner of Janeane Garafalo of Truth about Cats...
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Mostly. I like Shop-Keeping Penetration.

This entails, standing infront of the crisp section whilst highly intoxicated with alcohol. With your hands placed into your girlfriend's pants and with fingers..... you know the rest.

whilst her friends have a small arguement in the next isle.


(cough)







Thirteen Go! Team badges can't be wrong.
Two billy idol vinyl singles for my one.
And she is not having...
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So last night. I ventured out. For a close friends leaving drink. I was of course early, not knowing the time of the event. But also to obtain my work hours. There was a lot of drink consumed, 4 shots in total. The last couple of drinks, entailed 4 shots of vodka in one small glass and 2 in another, like some attempt to conquer...
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Made off;
Dont stray;
Well, my kinds your kind;
Ill stay the same!
Pack up;
Dont stray;
Oh say, say, say;
Oh say, say, say!

Wait! They dont love you like I love you;




i am only seeing things differently because i was thrown in. caught and slipped. stung. without warning. and now, it has begun. the testing me. watching across a dancefloor as some...
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mostly you know, it is the feeling of it all (this is the colour of love). that is preduced, endorphines of a phenominal amount. that fact i am quite in love with. i find it odd, that we both stare at each other so very much.

it is just a shame that there is the complication from the neighbour.

frown. a frown.

I would like...
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What a mass destructive relationship. It was said "dear, I am positively terrified of the car crash which is infact ourselves". (In an astute definition of the possible wonderful of course). The afluent prescise knowhow of what we are slowly evolving into is dawning on us like a hurricane breaking it's first shards of green bottled glass. The splinters cut and sting, small slips of...
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because. today is. an F day.
and that is just appropriate.

what will do you intend to do today?.. buy a fan?

archers, lemonade and some orange juice. menthol cigarettes and smudged kisses. she is quite immaculate.
we listen to metric, and discuss. it was a compliment day.

because it is burgerking dear. that is why.


(first there were the small house.)

today, we created...
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metric - succexy.

invasion's so succexy.


obsolete in precise. a written form of conversion towards feeling like those without greater shallow pelt. difficultly mislead with a wool of string wrapped around the twigs and snags ahead. following the read tape as my feet shrug with compliance.
//
far too compliant really. i'm stolen again for another appearance in the life of *.
//
today i...
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stood. with conscious. i have never seen anything like this before. nor felt. a stir. so full and writhing.it leaves me with only words for her. it is almost sickening. how perfect we could be. be slow be slow. softly softly. i don't know how to explain. it's a secret, i don't think anyone else could understand. and i am left.. without a tie.

Friday the 8th.
we were to visit london for the day.
Thursday the 7th.
i was mad as hell for the inconsiderates and timing.
she was going to go on this day. to see a friend.
she didn't.
Friday the 8th.
i got up at 5am to catch my train to her home place.

I came home today.
my mood is unsettling.
and i am...
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