DinosaursDinosaurs in black funeral Tuxedo coffins Rape the attack of meaningless fists On their slack jawed, Fat chinned, Clacking mouths which spew Black semen, Freemen now chained To a motorcade Of millipedes with circus mirrors Slapped to their Untakeable, unwakeable, totally breakable Backs.Dinosaurs
The dinosaurs attack Their whispy toupee’d, After shaved charade With spitty fingers sliding And oozing And fighting And finding Nothing But starless tar-filled black Where the red hub bub of heart and happy and hope
The ReapingThe golden color melted like a thick winter's frost over the expanseThe Reaping
of wheat. It gilded the hillsides, blanket-like and warm -- a star's wings.
She brushed
her fingers across his spine. Little more than a scar in his
memories: Songs
of an old bird.
And
warbling, he breathed a carol of an early harvest.
The oscillating golden sea a luster of lucre in the farmers' dime-like eyes.
They p
Writer's BlockI’ve truly nothing about which to write Some rude man has turned off the somber rain, All of the errant souls stopped for a bite, The iambic pentameter not right; All my interest has started to wane This pox on my brain is truly a blight. Surely even Shakespeare had a bad day Where he couldn’t think of a thing to say; Then he’d go off to find another whore And hurry straight back home to write some more.Writer's Block
The Mid-AfternoonIt's fogging outside: dew drops clinging to trees even as the sun burns them away.The Mid-Afternoon
A skin crawling with memories, Troubled dreams and wishes That never would have been made were a second have passed late. If: Wishes were drops of mist On a golden-haze prarie Where winter lays down his head If these hopes were epochs of rain And reflections of id We'd all drown Bodies for the fishes And you're need a submarine To put flowers (white lillies) At the grave.
The time is now for reflection In mirrors, whose gaze is chill &
amy leeOpportunity-8.February.Opportunity-8.February
2.8.
the texture of my missed sunrise
wrapped in amber arms and a smirk fluxing in the newborn light: I’d’ve flung myself in arms that begged to hold me
if I’d known they were there
I’m staring into your distance, someone singing in my buttoned ears —chops for my cubical existence
wandering mind
there’s cement beneath us in springtime, still cold to the touch of jean-clad cheeks, this tank top rag doll folded into your lanky figure, patient for
Devious Journal Entry
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"Hard work may eventually pay off, but procrastination always pays off NOW."
i was just reading something in a book and for some reason i was posessed to read four words outloud and like my dad is up here and he was just quiet
LIKE HE KNOEWS IM CRAZY
btw
im at level 20 on my mesmer on nightfall but like i got bored of it / no one plays with me ):
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'cause I was born to destroy you
we isn't crazy. We's more advanced than the rest of humanity.
And, I miss nightfall terribly, and won't be able to play it until I install windows on my next computer (going mac).
fkljkklkljaksjf ):
yeah, I miss it,but at the same time i don't. like basically NO ONE PLAYS WITH ME because they all like, beat the game in 20 minutes and 42 seconds. like, trevor will make a new character and i'll be like YES, NOW WE CAN PLAY TOGETHER and the next day he'll be like LOL LOOK IVE BEATEN THE GAME. and then like all my heroes besides like four are all like at level 16 because I neglect/hate them and so people are like "CAN YOU BRING YOUR so&so" and im like UHHHH NO and embarassed to say because I havn't leveled them
it makes me feel all noobly but its mostly grudging
(i don't like melonni and koss, they are such resbians for eachother)
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'cause I was born to destroy you
Btw in the edited silver special george lucas is a sell out version, they totally had a scene of jabba squirming towards han. And it was so bad. I've seen home made animes done better.
Anyways. Slap trev's behind and make him. Or play by your lonesome? I always preferred that myself... Well. Sometimes. Unless it was 2am and all the druggies were out to play. TWO WEEKS UNTIL I GET MY NEW COMPUTER HOPPITY HOPPITY HOPPITY.
e-eww. I think I have the silver special george lucas is a sellout version but ive seen the normal ones more times than it. Jabba is like "I NEED JAPANESE SCHOOL GIRLS OWAAHKKKJFHAHAHAjJAJAKjkfAJK" did Trevor tell you about his Jabba impression?
Haha, well at the same time that I want to play with them I'm like "OH GOD THEY PROBABLY KNOW I'M NOT GOOD AT THIS GAME" or be like "OH I FEEL OBLIGED TO PLAY WITH KIM" and that's really distressing so usually i can't force myself to ask unless they're doing the same sort of stuff ):
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'cause I was born to destroy you
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'cause I was born to destroy you
Happy[link]
Jolly
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'cause I was born to destroy you
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