i want to thank all of you for your concern and kind words.
after trying again to evacuate, i was still unable, so i turned around and will be waiting it out in my apt. i'm on the second floor, which is either good or bad, depending on who you ask. it's just my brother and i, and we are well stocked with water and...
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after trying again to evacuate, i was still unable, so i turned around and will be waiting it out in my apt. i'm on the second floor, which is either good or bad, depending on who you ask. it's just my brother and i, and we are well stocked with water and...
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zizilia:
be safe ... 
astarimpaled:
I hope everything turns out okay.
so i tried to evacuate last night.
i left at 9:30 p.m. and 7 hrs. later i had gone only 15 miles. 10 of those miles happened in the first 2 hrs. i had to turn around so i didn't run out of gas. people were running out of gas in the middle of the road. this is fucked. everyone out there who doesn't think...
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i left at 9:30 p.m. and 7 hrs. later i had gone only 15 miles. 10 of those miles happened in the first 2 hrs. i had to turn around so i didn't run out of gas. people were running out of gas in the middle of the road. this is fucked. everyone out there who doesn't think...
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azrael_abyss:
Be safe sweetheart!!!!!!
aeryn:
Take care sweetheart - I'll thinking and worrying about you until you get back.
I know it's fucked but think on the brightside- Maybe this storm will make Bush's ratings fall EVEN LOWER!
I know it's fucked but think on the brightside- Maybe this storm will make Bush's ratings fall EVEN LOWER!
i have an idea...that you are not real...
Molly made pies in the summer when she found that she had all the time in the world. She wrote poetry in the backroom of her house where she could smoke, and drink thru the night pounding away on her typewriter and the ink stained her lips when she chewed her pens in half. The door never...
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Molly made pies in the summer when she found that she had all the time in the world. She wrote poetry in the backroom of her house where she could smoke, and drink thru the night pounding away on her typewriter and the ink stained her lips when she chewed her pens in half. The door never...
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deathtoforls:
actually, since you made me laugh so hard last night, I figured I'd treat you to some:
just to spice things up a bit
just to spice things up a bit
bluevalentine:
So. Made any plans as far as gettin the fuck outta dodge?
mind the feelings in trash
sunday nite
torpedo
the trapdoor
is hanging open
by the thread
of imagination
and
i have
discovered
a flaw
in this photo
that makes me
seem pretty
could i be a rockstar? a dream? a love of someone's life?
i've seen snappy the long hair that hangs in the eyes and greasy makes the skin break out in a field...
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sunday nite
torpedo
the trapdoor
is hanging open
by the thread
of imagination
and
i have
discovered
a flaw
in this photo
that makes me
seem pretty
could i be a rockstar? a dream? a love of someone's life?
i've seen snappy the long hair that hangs in the eyes and greasy makes the skin break out in a field...
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thefreak:
Torpedo? Trap door?
Pervert.
Hopefully you're not serious about the homeless part.
-TM
Pervert.
Hopefully you're not serious about the homeless part.
-TM
tapwater metal taste.
porno-star name.
watching 1st season of Lost.
how can i learn?
tampon is on the floor.
the cat wanders.
four bottles of beer broken against the wall.
septic.
headphones.
ashtray smell.
ashes on the coffee table.
drugs.
camel lights may save my life.
sex in the other apt.
dehydrate.
dreadlocks.
afternoon deee-light.
hours go quickly.
four of you.
don't touch me....
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porno-star name.
watching 1st season of Lost.
how can i learn?
tampon is on the floor.
the cat wanders.
four bottles of beer broken against the wall.
septic.
headphones.
ashtray smell.
ashes on the coffee table.
drugs.
camel lights may save my life.
sex in the other apt.
dehydrate.
dreadlocks.
afternoon deee-light.
hours go quickly.
four of you.
don't touch me....
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zizilia:
p.s. ... my city's football team totally kicked your city's football team's ass today 
deathtoforls:
Well, I guess if I can be Dre
you da bombest cracker ass hobag up in this joint...damn it feels good to be a gangsta
[Edited on Sep 19, 2005 1:35PM]
you da bombest cracker ass hobag up in this joint...damn it feels good to be a gangsta
[Edited on Sep 19, 2005 1:35PM]
the absurd thoughts that keep hope alive and buried.
He can count the scars on his arm, but he stops once he reaches a number that doesnt exist somewhere between eight-hundred and nineteen trillion umpteen billion of a fraction multiplied by the squared root of fucking misery. Hes all alone this time, no calculator helping him, no bedpost to scratch these memories into, and no...
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He can count the scars on his arm, but he stops once he reaches a number that doesnt exist somewhere between eight-hundred and nineteen trillion umpteen billion of a fraction multiplied by the squared root of fucking misery. Hes all alone this time, no calculator helping him, no bedpost to scratch these memories into, and no...
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vaux:
"Ellliot....Ellliot....phone...home..!"
martini:
i want you.
xo
xo
instant open a laughter is beside me
i'm gonna hold in my pocket
the whispers
that i have collected
from a million
dollars ripped to
pieces
in afternoons
in December
when I remember
there were blisters
on her
lips
as she
wandered
when we she was awake
and alive
oh the bandages
wrapped around
her head
and
i'm inside
and hiding
between the walls
.............................of...
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i'm gonna hold in my pocket
the whispers
that i have collected
from a million
dollars ripped to
pieces
in afternoons
in December
when I remember
there were blisters
on her
lips
as she
wandered
when we she was awake
and alive
oh the bandages
wrapped around
her head
and
i'm inside
and hiding
between the walls
.............................of...
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chanel:
today is monday the sept 12
why dont you call me tonight..
or I try calling you
I havent heard from you in agesssss........
I havent dissapeared off the face of the planet..just my own mind..
but you knew that already
why dont you call me tonight..
or I try calling you
I havent heard from you in agesssss........
I havent dissapeared off the face of the planet..just my own mind..
but you knew that already
pandamonium:
again with the exquisite-ness.
*bows*
*bows*
imagination
all the spaces--
near the absolute, the cravings for silence.
a shot. we cower and begin to scrawl the apologies.
in mind, i discover how to tell you i love you.
the last love is imagined
crossing the clouds and hidden in the back room
there is a shrine to graffiti crushes and hallucinations wandering into and out of the bathroom.
i can tell...
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all the spaces--
near the absolute, the cravings for silence.
a shot. we cower and begin to scrawl the apologies.
in mind, i discover how to tell you i love you.
the last love is imagined
crossing the clouds and hidden in the back room
there is a shrine to graffiti crushes and hallucinations wandering into and out of the bathroom.
i can tell...
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ellabella:
Good read. Glad I hit that link-thingy-magie-gie.
roxxee:
Ooook, it's a flight now. Check your email.
perish
it is
only a
moment
before
the
reminder
and
i
am
seeing
you
in
a broken
mirror
left
hanging
on
the
door....
this is mistake. MISSSSSTAKE.
cannot take this away quite yet before i am here and there is nothing behind me--tho the whispers grow louder while pills fall like flowers from the mouths of my shadow children there are six of them behind...
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it is
only a
moment
before
the
reminder
and
i
am
seeing
you
in
a broken
mirror
left
hanging
on
the
door....
this is mistake. MISSSSSTAKE.
cannot take this away quite yet before i am here and there is nothing behind me--tho the whispers grow louder while pills fall like flowers from the mouths of my shadow children there are six of them behind...
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eireann:
I said...
so many things.
so many things.
*insert deliberate photo of noose*
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yaya:
hey sweetie!! i am trying to update as often as possible. i miss reading your poetry 
*sighs* everything you write makes me skeet on my pants. 
hope you're doing alright. miss ya & will make sure to visit your sg more often. take care, ciao!
i miss reading your poetry *sighs* everything you write makes me skeet on my pants. hope you're doing alright. miss ya & will make sure to visit your sg more often. take care, ciao!