There was a wicked rabbit, and he brought wicked gifts
...like record contracts...
and the gigs rained from the heavens and stained or silk blouses- but we don't need them any longer-we have ipm cloaks and vp daggers!
a glitzy fox hunt will ensue...
meet me in burlington vt. 03,
durham nh 14,
portsmouth nh 01
jamaca plain ma 17
worcester ma 07
and it...
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...like record contracts...
and the gigs rained from the heavens and stained or silk blouses- but we don't need them any longer-we have ipm cloaks and vp daggers!
a glitzy fox hunt will ensue...
meet me in burlington vt. 03,
durham nh 14,
portsmouth nh 01
jamaca plain ma 17
worcester ma 07
and it...
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vegavenom:
boo 
vinegarvalentine:
hoo 
oh. oh my the eternal pleasure of having a masked figure stab one in the back-
the sting
the rip
the gush
the stains
but i can up that fun an orgasmic notch, i found her out that little rainbow brat, mound of chicken shit,multi- faced fuck tart! and every one of her slimy scheming knieves will be returned- but i plan to SHOVE THEM...
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the sting
the rip
the gush
the stains
but i can up that fun an orgasmic notch, i found her out that little rainbow brat, mound of chicken shit,multi- faced fuck tart! and every one of her slimy scheming knieves will be returned- but i plan to SHOVE THEM...
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vinegarvalentine:
not the new sg EM of course, she sounds peachy! 
superficial:
yikes. 
what a mess! a lengthly jounal entery sentances from completion and my clumsy paws brush against the damn escape key. Merry Fucking Christmas. hopefully i scappe the time to write tommorow. i burst with words but my eyelids slame shut. to nod to dreams tomorrow.
!RASPUTINA!
cainroth:
!Obfuscate!
Ahh. the bitter winter suffication has begune...snow..the cum of the stars...blanket of icey doom doom doomy doom and i live upon a hill -an icy steep death asent...or even worse decent.*smash smash*
WUNH requested band (optic rose) to play a live set- sounds lovely. Also in post pruduction of second video. RElized dier need of shoulder key board (aka keytar)
Drank to near death on...
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WUNH requested band (optic rose) to play a live set- sounds lovely. Also in post pruduction of second video. RElized dier need of shoulder key board (aka keytar)
Drank to near death on...
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cainroth:
Carefull of Fractals eyes... You could fall in.
"hauntingly catchy" appropriate for a cello.
Mmmm, Icy decents. A willy nilly slide, or the descent of Dante? 6 of one, 1/2 Dozen of the other.
Thanks
[Edited on Dec 08, 2003 6:56PM]
"hauntingly catchy" appropriate for a cello.
Mmmm, Icy decents. A willy nilly slide, or the descent of Dante? 6 of one, 1/2 Dozen of the other.
Thanks
[Edited on Dec 08, 2003 6:56PM]
Ha HA! finally saw my dearest of friends today, the psyco rebel Angie! Alas, our reunion was short- curse the wicked mall.
Whilst my "day job" eats away my soul, it did provide a bit'o entertainment au jour d'hui, a herd of fucked up college boys attacked the giant Hommer Sipmson that stands in front of the store, and then ran away. These young men...
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Whilst my "day job" eats away my soul, it did provide a bit'o entertainment au jour d'hui, a herd of fucked up college boys attacked the giant Hommer Sipmson that stands in front of the store, and then ran away. These young men...
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cainroth:
Nephthys. Egyptian goddess of the dead, sibling of Isis and Osiris. Sister/Wife of Set. Mother to Anubis. Friend of the deceased, she offers guidance to the newly dead.
The sounds of your cello shall usher the dead to their eternal rest. For best results practice in a graveyard or on the day of Armageddon.
The sounds of your cello shall usher the dead to their eternal rest. For best results practice in a graveyard or on the day of Armageddon.
vegavenom:
Hmmmm that guy sounds creepy... I'm scared! Anyway it's going to be XXXmas soon we need a field trip! Let's make plans to hang out get drunk and go to Amazing! Yeah! Gimme a call this weekend I'm off! Tell Bobittia I said hullo! Kisses!
Angie Marie
[Edited on Dec 05, 2003 5:28AM]
Angie Marie
[Edited on Dec 05, 2003 5:28AM]
My cello is hungery for a name. She calls to me day and night in a voice like a tiger- "Name ME NOW." Oh, how we bicker like first graders in love. *Pinch*"what is my name" *pluck* i'm wembling *Smack* "name me" *snap*stop hitting me!
Could it be she is just to grand for a name, too powerfull and macab like the acient gods of...
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Could it be she is just to grand for a name, too powerfull and macab like the acient gods of...
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