When to unleash the stores? That has ALWAYS been the question, but one really hears it when bones begin to ache. Still, it's a judgement call, like it always was. The next question is better: are the stores really open, or just what these here surfaces need to keep from always collapsing into merely shining? When I get to this question, I know it is...
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I'm pleasantly disappointed. This gives me the oppurtunity to mingle. Whenever I get a form that asks for my occupation I check "Other" and write in: I'm mingling. People think of mingling as easy, but it's really very difficult. It only becomes easy when one stops trying to mingle and starts something else - say, seduction. But my intention is steadfast and pure. I intend...
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jp:
Theauuu
lol
lol
xxanastasiaxx:
hmmmmm...wondering why my name is not under what gets you hot!!
Kisses
Kisses
Moisten the prickle a bit. Turn the volume down a tad. Loosen the restraints so I can almost not feel them. Instill purpose without disturbing resignation. Moisten the prickle a bit more. Feed me the volume like it was rare. Dismiss the seeming wake in the seasons. Instill hatred without lessening attention to detail. Restore the restraints.
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jp:
oh yea. What did you think of Donnie Darko?
I'm beginning to doubt your dedication to Sparkle Motion!
I'm beginning to doubt your dedication to Sparkle Motion!
xxanastasiaxx:
Good morning
wish I didn't have to say that through here
miss you
wish I didn't have to say that through here
miss you
I confess I don't feel like sending you my thoughts today. I'd like to say that I have no thoughts, but that's not true. I have no thoughts that seem worthy of clarification. Of course, the distinction is ridiculous - NO thought is worthy of clarification. Clarification is just the process the fantasy needs to pretend it's on the way to itself. Fuck clarification; give...
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jp:
"He's talking crazy, like a sick horse or something" lol
xxanastasiaxx:
sick horses talk?
(this is me being a wise ass)
(this is me being a wise ass)
Goodbye to all my friends at the beach.... I will be living on Christmas Island throughout the month of December for it's clever name and seasonal festivities...
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jp:
Como esta tu cabeza? lol
jp:
I'd love to. Sure wish I could. But if you got the time, I got the beer! I leave here on the 26th to drive out. More than welcome to come here if possible. That would be nice.
Que haces para el nueve ano? Voy estar en un hotel con mismo. Y mi mano derecho. lol
Unless they give me time off. Never know. If I only have to work that day of the 30th and then they cut me lose I'll B-Line it South. Guess I'll see. Espero que si!
Que haces para el nueve ano? Voy estar en un hotel con mismo. Y mi mano derecho. lol
Unless they give me time off. Never know. If I only have to work that day of the 30th and then they cut me lose I'll B-Line it South. Guess I'll see. Espero que si!
i walk all around the house in nothing but a shirt
i'm not embarrassed to go out, it wouldn't be the first i've looked underneath everything the place is such a mess
there's stuff to do, i must go out, it's probably for the best
i couldn't find my pants today
i think it's probably better that way
i used to dream i was at...
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i'm not embarrassed to go out, it wouldn't be the first i've looked underneath everything the place is such a mess
there's stuff to do, i must go out, it's probably for the best
i couldn't find my pants today
i think it's probably better that way
i used to dream i was at...
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supernovice:
Oh hmmph huh hu.. I see how it is! Lead me down the primrose path and drop me in some thorns and shit... DAYUM!!! LOL!!!!!!
I can't help that she likes the movie I wanna watch with my dreamgirl...
Dood, I am having a crazy day again. Keep getting call after call: You're going here. Uh.. Cancel that, you're going there. My schedule for next week has changed 4 fucking times today and I am not even at work. Think I may unplug my phone and continue on with all my plans.
Why call it a "schedule" if it changes every fucking five minutes, and how can I be on vacation if I can be called into work any moment?
I feel like saying, "look fucker.... I have been eating fish heads and rice and taking a shower out of a bucket for 8 Goddamn months, living with people I suspect want to kill me. Now I am home and I am on VACATION. BUGGER OFF, PUTO!"
Think that would go well with my recent promo. They encourage leaders to be bold and outspoken... LMFAO
Hasta Hermano
I can't help that she likes the movie I wanna watch with my dreamgirl...
Dood, I am having a crazy day again. Keep getting call after call: You're going here. Uh.. Cancel that, you're going there. My schedule for next week has changed 4 fucking times today and I am not even at work. Think I may unplug my phone and continue on with all my plans.
Why call it a "schedule" if it changes every fucking five minutes, and how can I be on vacation if I can be called into work any moment?
I feel like saying, "look fucker.... I have been eating fish heads and rice and taking a shower out of a bucket for 8 Goddamn months, living with people I suspect want to kill me. Now I am home and I am on VACATION. BUGGER OFF, PUTO!"
Think that would go well with my recent promo. They encourage leaders to be bold and outspoken... LMFAO
Hasta Hermano
xxanastasiaxx:
eating fish heads & rice and taking showers from a bucket....why am I finding that sexy? Strange..
xoxo
xoxo
Walk away, I walk the wire
And my fields are burning in the flames
Feel my way, blind in the mire
Struggling from your voice inside my head
But now everything's trying to drag me down
But I'll rip the sky from the ground
But tell me now, who's my saving one
Jesus or a gun
Stripped away my last desire
Nothing comes and nothing's...
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And my fields are burning in the flames
Feel my way, blind in the mire
Struggling from your voice inside my head
But now everything's trying to drag me down
But I'll rip the sky from the ground
But tell me now, who's my saving one
Jesus or a gun
Stripped away my last desire
Nothing comes and nothing's...
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grayblue:
fuel. good call.
Running out of time again where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you, go get drunk it's party time.
Take a quaalude, relax your mind relax your body too Run from your problems but you'll never get away
no one wants you, and you wonder why?
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is...
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When your problems overwhelm you, go get drunk it's party time.
Take a quaalude, relax your mind relax your body too Run from your problems but you'll never get away
no one wants you, and you wonder why?
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is...
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jp:
What did you call me????
xxanastasiaxx:
figured out to animated my pictures..come see..xoxo
hee, hee..you said pussy..hee, hee
hee, hee..you said pussy..hee, hee
Today I saw a small child weeping. Perhaps weeping is the wrong word. His mother explained to me that it was not true grief. This was grief, she said, designed to get something. And I thought, have I anything but pretend grief? And I asked myself what I meant, in these daily excretions of pretend grief, to aquire? And I couldn't answer. And I felt...
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jp:
Nice post on Anastacia's journal. Reminded me of that cure sone. "Pictures of you".
xxanastasiaxx:
i've been looking so long at these pictures of
you that i almost believe that they're real i've
been living so long with my pictures of you that
i almost believe that the pictures are all i can
feel
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were
bigger and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words i could
have held on to your heart if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you but i
never hold onto your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted to more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
I'm going to be quoting the Cure all day now...
you that i almost believe that they're real i've
been living so long with my pictures of you that
i almost believe that the pictures are all i can
feel
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were
bigger and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words i could
have held on to your heart if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you but i
never hold onto your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted to more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
I'm going to be quoting the Cure all day now...
Clean sheets mean a lot,
To a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
and a shelf on your dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And I saw those sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.....
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To a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
and a shelf on your dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And I saw those sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.....
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supernovice:
Thanks mp... But, unfortunately I can't claim those lyrics. I failed to document my plagerism... That's one of my favorite songs from the punk band "Descendants".
Was just talking to a female friend this morning about ex's and I thought I'd throw it out in a journal entry. The song is called "clean sheets" and it is from the album "Somery".
You're balls on with the interpretation though, exactly the way I feel.
Thanks for the input. Ciao.
Was just talking to a female friend this morning about ex's and I thought I'd throw it out in a journal entry. The song is called "clean sheets" and it is from the album "Somery".
You're balls on with the interpretation though, exactly the way I feel.
Thanks for the input. Ciao.
mpitaji:
d'oh!
Well, I'm listening to the song right now. It really puts the anger into the words.
Well, I'm listening to the song right now. It really puts the anger into the words.
think.
I'm the shadow you don't see
I make the sound you don't hear
I bring the death you can't stop