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poetry on the mind
thinkin i should give in
let it loose
to prowl ... find

hunt the prey
shoot for the moon
take what I want

for its a long drought
take his hand
lead him home

mmmm what a night

close as we can be
nice n tight
together
through the night~

grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
 
lucky-E-leven said:
Please, Goddess, let me get into this house.

I tossed and turned all night, dreaming of home improvements I wanted to make, furniture I wanted to build, the look on my girls' faces when we've painted and decorated their new rooms, and the satisfied smile I'll have when I hear the wife turn the lock on our bedroom door in our new house!
crossing fingahs sweetie. anticipation...ugh! itll be what itll be but damnit, i would love to hear the click of the lock too.
thank you for being my pillar of strength.
'oways'
 
*blurt*

God fucking damn it, when are people going to realize that it's not all about them, and their precious issues.

:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
 
cloudy said:
*blurt*

God fucking damn it, when are people going to realize that it's not all about them, and their precious issues.

:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:

Probably never, but go ahead, shoot the messenger.

*slips into kevlar*
 
cloudy said:
*blurt*

God fucking damn it, when are people going to realize that it's not all about them, and their precious issues.

:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
Lesson #2: it doesn't pay to be nice either.
 
*blurt*

Don't ya hate when your forehead feels like folding down over the bridge of your nose and not even half-a-dozen tylenol makes a dent in things?
 
MY TASTE BUDS ARE DYING, MY TASTE BUDS ARE DYING . . and it hurts!
 
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