May 2010
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i'm pretty. i wish. →
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i don’t want to be the one who’s stuck...
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he says he likes my smell.
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paper.
It is beamed down from the highest of heavens Shot through the earth with warmth It grows back, upward, from whence it came Arms spread to embrace the air and kiss the sky It swallows in the tears of its creator so that it can grow to smooth them away But these aspirations are short-lived to feed the devouring enigma Cut and hacked, bleached and shuffled To arrive at my door, to rest on my table,...
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>: what happens if you tell mom and dad about this sam?
you'll put ariel in the garbage disposal.
>: goddamn right i will.
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“A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing.”
– Albert Camus
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ayoba!
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girl: I could tell you a story that could make you cry. What about you?
boy: Me too. I could tell you a story that will make you cry.
girl: Ahh.
boy: I wanna be a singer like Lou Reed.
girl: I like Lou Reed. Let's go, let's sit, let's talk. Politics go so good with beer. And while we're at it baby, why don't you tell me one of your biggest fears?
boy: Losing my penis to a whore with disease. Just kidding. Losing my life to a whore with disease.
girl: Excuse me please?
boy: Losing my life to a whore with disease. Please .. I'm a humble guy with a healthy desire. Don't give me no shit because I've been tired.
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“promise me you’ll always remember you’re braver than you believe,...”
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the creation of noodle.
>: lol i love your flamer breasts and i'm going to screw the hetero out of your faggot box
my poor faggot box
>: it's in some hot water. i'll call it Noodle.
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doemilk asked: I love you for knowing Donnie Darko! <3
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i bleed.
as loud as hell a ringing bell behind my smile it shakes my teeth and all the while as vampires feed i bleed prithee, my dear, why are we here nobody knows we go to sleep as breathing flows my mind secedes i bleed there’s a palace in the buried west in a cave with a house in it in the clay the holes of hands you can place a hand in hand i bleed
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“you will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists...”
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feeding the masses.
I will make something Something special Something that will keep me warm on those cold, frigid nights of disbelief and confusion Take all these ingredients that cloud this place and put them together; Into something that makes sense I’ll get the pot and get the knives And start this feast.
Roux of the soil, bed of fat and flour Let life spring forth from you and make this stew something...
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"i made a new friend today."
"real or imaginary?"
"imaginary."
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“He’s a lifer. I just know it.”
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http://www.explodingdog.com →
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the snake pit.
Look at these markings that riddle my flesh like living Morse code; These dots and dashes of teeth marks One for every bite, Every taste of blood that was “for my own good” Or so they tell me.
For I have been thrown into this pit of snakes To be cured of this farficulate frenzy and illusive insanity. If men are tossed into the depths with asps and cobras to be driven to this ledge then...