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FallingToFly said:
SJ-

I hope things get better. And if they refuse to, PM me and I'll give you a little something you can mix up into a lovely case of the worst intestinal pain and disgrace ever.

They should be taken out and horsewhipped. I have one I'll mail you, if you need it.

Thanks for the grin. :) It'll be okay. I've done the damage control, and now it's just a matter of waiting to see what kind of fallout there is and eventually making a new, much much more anonymous page/blog. It just sucks to be judged like that.
 
It's like feeling the 3 o clock in the morning cold and fighting it with your body. Eventually you move and pull up the covers and feel the comfort of it enveloping you.
 
Everybody sing!

Two AM and she calls me cause I'm still awake
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season.



Sometimes life is depressingly like a song lyric.
Othertimes, it's joyously like a song lyric -


Why don't we do it in the road
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road.



No. Not drubnk.
I've got the flu and ate too much ice cream.
Thank you.
 
logophile said:
Everybody sing!

Two AM and she calls me cause I'm still awake
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season.



Sometimes life is depressingly like a song lyric.
Othertimes, it's joyously like a song lyric -


Why don't we do it in the road
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road.



No. Not drubnk.
I've got the flu and ate too much ice cream.
Thank you.
Well, hope you feel better soon Logo, and no more ice cream for now :)
 
4degrees said:
1.) yes i am alive. (see passions thread in poetry forum for proof)

2.) wow this life thing is so weird.

3.) goddamn i want some imo's. i think i'll go get some. haha!

4.) g o d d a m n, i miss and love you.

I knew you were alive...I actually pay attention to you elsewhere, we just never talked about it *grin* of course, it's been awhile since you updated there too...

That said, it's nice to see you bra...
 
impressive said:
In today's socio-political climate, it's certainly possible & has been a concern of mine all along. I'm not saying they'd WIN, but the attempt is quite possible.

I have to admit that this concerns me too...
 
Sleep...per chance to dream...or just snore loudly...tossing and turning...counting sheep...then naming them....then building them a pen....then feeding them....then shearing them.....spinning the wool..... then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
 
Samandiriel said:
Sleep...per chance to dream...or just snore loudly...tossing and turning...counting sheep...then naming them....then building them a pen....then feeding them....then shearing them.....spinning the wool..... then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Try painting a black canvas which is the sky... any colours you want, and any design. And you have magical powers, which means you can fly or spin or just zap the paint where you want it to be...
 
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Nirvanadragones said:
Try painting a black canvas which is the sky... any colours you want, and any design. And you have magical powers, which means you can fly or spin or just zap the pain where you want it to be...
I knitted you some socks.
 
It's WAY too early... :-(

I deserve my arse kicked for booking a hairdresser's appointment so early in the day.

Slept like the dead last night. Too much excitement - nice excitement. I'll probably be staring into the mirror with a vacant grin on my face for the next hour ;)
 
it's like .... i knew i've always loved Billy Joel's music and lyrics...but after seeing Moving Out tonight with the dance and emotion.... WOW!
 
MistressJett said:
When new stories go up containing material that is newish territory for me, it feels like opening night of a play. No matter how well I may know the piece is written, I have no idea how it will be received. The flutterbyes just won't quit dancing in my tummy. :eek:

That's probably how Shakespeare felt, too. ;)
 
I've just left my final blog on myspace. A farewell letter to whoever it was that found my page and judged me for it. :)
 
sophia jane said:
I've just left my final blog on myspace. A farewell letter to whoever it was that found my page and judged me for it. :)
Why do you let others sway you in what you do with your life? :confused:
 
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