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moving.moving
This is going to be a long drive.
That was what she was thinking when she got into the car and shut the door. He climbed in the driver side, turned the ignition, and pulled out of the driveway.
The sky was dark and you couldn't see the stars because of the city lights. Often he would tell her that her eyes looked like the stars. She wondered if he had even seen them before.
Probably in someone else's eyes.
"You know I love you," he whispered, still watching the road.
She was still looking out the passenger side window.
in Open on 3/4/08
games.games
I'm running through Life in Transformer form; going to war with X-Men. One with a warrent out for their arrest 'cause they forgot to check the age on the pink Power Ranger who was wasted and high at the supervillan party; she would have stopped if the drinks weren't free.
This is how I play.
I'm Connecting Four with make believe bullets flying from dinosaur's mouths into the head of my most endangered TY Beanie Baby collectible while Mickey and Minnie sit at the abortion clinic waiting and waiting for malpractice Clark Kent.
in Other on 11/8/07
firsts.firsts
"I have some extra film in my camera," he said, "Do you mind if I come over later and we take some pictures?"
I looked up at him from tying my shoe. He was casually rubbing his shoulder. I tossed him his jacket, one shoe, and then the other. He slumped down on my floor and slipped all three things on slowly while watching me. While he laced his shoes I recited in my head, "Loop it, swoop it, and pull" then spent a good two minutes trying to figure out what movie it was from.
We first met two years ago on the blacktop road that leads to the park. &
in General Non-Fiction on 11/8/07
god's poker faceI'm so sick of it here. The same smell is making me gag and everytime I fall asleep, I don't want to wake back up.god's poker face
Every night I would have a conversation with God. He would come over, quarter past seven, and crawl through my window. Then we would sit down on these cheap aluminum chairs around this old wooden table. He would pull out a stack of cards and shuffle them, over and over again. We would discuss anything, over a game of cards and a drink. And after a drink or two you could get him to talk about anything. One night he told me about how he would sit around
in General Fiction on 8/12/07
Favourites
8 Bit Crush They were sitting on the floor. A plate with snacks, two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila between them; Mario Brothers in front of them. It was her turn. “I’m so going to kick your ass,” she said, moving the controller as she jumped on a turtle shell, knocking over a line of goombas. “Uh huh, sure,” he said, drawing out the adverb. He looked at her, holding his controller, pushing his buttons; she was gorgeous. Every time he told her though, she’d just say she was the girl next door. She finished the level, laughed, a single “h8 Bit Crush
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I know enough to know i don't know everything.
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unoriginality is the new original
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'bout you sweetie, what's new in the life of Haithar? <3
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=La-Serpentia said my last signature sucked. I'm changing it, just for the boobies. DON'T CALL ME A PERVERT. THINK OF THE BOOBS, YOU FUCKER.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
in the hood.
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Showna was here.
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Happy 08, Heathuhh
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~You Must Be The Change You Wish To See In The World." ~ M. Ghandi~
The Legion is Forming
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I love your hair.
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Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!" ~ Nietzsche
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~La-Serpentia said my last signature sucked. I'm changing it, just for the boobies. DON'T CALL ME A PERVERT. THINK OF THE BOOBS, YOU FUCKER.
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~heliums goes inside me and ~foils has me covered.
and Less Talk More Rokk?
amazing song.
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turn the breeze inside out
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I can't even believe it!
How is anyone so good?
Answer me that.
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“Right now
He knows who you are
The light and the dark
He picks up your broken heart”
- Right Now by This Beautiful Republic
what's goin down with you?
i miss seeing your aim say: via hiptop.
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my myspace!
` you can leave me on the corner where you found me,
i'm not for sale anymore.
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unoriginality is the new original
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Stile's going after Hulk in 1A!
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