i ran out of originality.
used up all fingers to
point
lessons
to share.
i'm dry.
all i've left
are orijal'mes
self explanitory-
phonetic speling-
B's.


point 123The . What is IT? They say: We need to kneed the clay Make ourselves. Mix the colors Paint our day Well if I never made me have I been made by now? Did I spend too long thinking Have you given answer for me? Cause I was scared That I may need to answer For myself. If I drink another Am I drinking for you? Or should you back the fuck off? Should you let me know who is me? Or am I Me? Really? The mistakes, I place In order of rightness and neediness Do theypoint 123


47...maybe so.Were a mess of scattered bits Wires transistors plugs and booze Metaphors Broken sub=woofers and screens Working keys and tweeters A midrange of us Tangled wires, a mess The abundance of power cords that dont fit Were charged With high treason47...maybe so.
I will split the atom. We will spin. A short-cut Through the sun.
Dreaming like its Sunday Youre standing on my doorstep Id love to help you But Im not so stupid to stop being selfish If you could figure it out This time If you co


wanna buy some cookies...?We fled We flee. Once here Away now. Once free.wanna buy some cookies...?
Theyve buried us under Surrounded Spread us thin The uninvited Uninitiated
Linesve blurred Still weve taken sides But we You Are dye. .dye .. we should all be dyed the color they ask. All of us should step in line We should all be dyed. Please dont resist. Its for our own good. Im a cookie cutter. Im proud of it. They tell me to be.
wave

The Irreverent SoulAllow me to rage for a while, to vent forth my emotions and thoughts in hyperbole and irony, give me this permission at least. And if you will not, well then, I shall take it. I've given you a warning about how to read what follows, though it up to you to approach it as you will.The Irreverent Soul
One is at their most ugly at the precise moment when they show contempt. It is far healthier and more beautiful to laugh. In fact, the laugh of mockery is perhaps the most beautiful of all moments - when one soul can say in regard to another: "Ah, pulcherissima!" This is precisely because he who laughs fully and heartily is incapable of taking himse


Shut UpI didn’t need the guilt trips. You added your own misery. You said you wanted to help… All you did was make things worse.Shut Up
Where are you? This isn’t the one I love. Who are you? I don’t want what you’ve become.
And now it’s over, But you’re still so far away. How can I speak to you the same? How can I trust you anymore?
Where the hell are you when I need you?
It took me a moment to grasp it and when I did I just loved the style.
Very nice.
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I am nothing more than a (sic) maggot4life.
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im sweaty, unshaved and drunk.....
writers tend to look a lot like perverts....
i almost care.
There is a Colour of Magic and the Light Fantastic MOVIE that is so deliciously faithful to ridiculous circumstances. If you already know, FUCK why didn't you BEAT IT INTO MY HEAD before and if not you must:
SQUEE!
As I did.
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
once we have the room on the cpu i'll dl it.
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"they say act your age,
what's my age again?"
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
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i'm walking on sunshine
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"they say act your age,
what's my age again?"
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Look at my signature
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"Are you relieved to find out that you're not a golem?"
"I am relieved to find out that i am not a golem"
-stranger than ficiton-
Orange croutons zoom zoom butterscotch
-ratchet and clank-
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No Kidding?
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