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Colorsyou are my abstract beauty those eyes are gems and when you sleep, it's like divinity wrapped itself in purple and green resting its head in aColors
what one would think to be uncomfortable position on the cushion removed from the couch on the other side of the room wow, look at that i'm about as good with metaphors as you are at not being beautiful but the point remains... even if i can't say this to you on a rainy day in the suburbs of new jersey you've been amazing as i'm quite sure you will continue to be and every new wave hit in
You Put The Sin In Cincinnatiyou put the 'sin' in cincinnati how cliche is that? let's move to the east coast up north anywhere it's cold let's wear jackets because we need to and smoke cigarettes because we're artists we're fucking artists we're fucking like artists how did you read that? i tried calling you on a payphone in the hotel lobby playing boys don't cry on the grand piano because i know how much you love robert smith i didn't recognize your voiceYou Put The Sin In Cincinnati
i forgot what color your eyes are but i remember they were beautiful you were fucking beautiful how many tim
how beautiful is a tragedya boy sits up in a cold sweat, waking from the same dream of fucking he's had the last three weeks. but who could blame him? with tits like that...oh, this must be lust. those lips are like a goddam guilty pleasure, but the funny part is, he doesn't feel so guilty. on second thought, i guess that's not so funny. those thighs are just big enough to be appealing, and he thinks, "i bet our hips work good together." whatever it takes, just to feel her hands clawing into his back as their breathing picks up. just the way she kisses his neck is enough to make him explode. but 'kisses' makes this sound beautiful, and this is not beautiful...this ishow beautiful is a tragedy
Loozers Rule*you see a kid staring into space in an empty romm and another one comes in with a moutful of food*Loozers Rule
Nathan: Hey MaTT
MaTT: Hey Nathan, Godddaumnit are you eating my Oreos again?!
Nathan: No, *gulps* Chips Ahoy. Did you invite Michael?
MaTT: Ya, and Billy and JOe.
Nathan: Jesus dude
*the two sit and in walks a midget*
MaTT and Nathan: Hey Billy
Billy: Hey guys. Did you invite Kim, MaTT?
MaTT: Damnit Billy, no! Do I ever?
Billy: Well why not you monkey poo? You two are friends!
MaTT: But your not!
Summer Meteorshowersmy heart, like a volcano as it pours over the earth, the sun whistles a cool breeze to comfort your falling stars, meteor showers creating puddles, of dust and ice to slip on cracks of woven hairs on spindles cast, our hearts beating fast to each last pace of nights, racing hearts of summer fireflies lighting the skies for the moonlight.Summer Meteorshowers
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i hope you don't mind if i begin to devstalk you.
YOU HAVE BEEN KISSED! Spread the love around! Pick any of your friends who you think don't get much love and, KISS THEM! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can kiss() the person who kissed you!
2- You can kiss() the same person as many times as you see fit!
3- You -MUST- spread the love people! At least 1 kiss()!
4- You should kiss() in public! Paste it on their user page so they feel loved!
5- Random kisses are perfectly okay!
6- Please, don't worry about same gender kissing, it's a love kiss!
7- You should most definitly get started kissing right away!
Remember, this is about showing love to your fellow peeps! Everybody should get a kiss
*this da love was started by ~ iris-emotions
Black Eye Peas wants to know where is the love, its right here ^_^
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23 years - Your art, your luck, your life is what you make of it.
...They tell the story of a throwback
With the heart of a lion
They salute your glory!
How're you and the C Mister?
This is the end, my only friend, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
of everything that stands, the end,
no safety or surprise, the end.
I'll never look into your eyes again.
Can you picture what will be,
so limitless and free,
desp'rately in need of some stranger's hand,
in a desp'rate land.
Lost in a roman wilderness of pain,
and all the children are insane... x 2
waiting for the summer rain.
There's danger on the edge of town,
Ride the king's highway.
Weird scenes inside the goldmine;
ride the king's highway west, baby.
Ride the snake... x 2
to the lake,
the ancient lake, baby.
The snake is long,
seven miles;
ride the snake,
he's old and his skin is cold.
The West is the best... x 2
Get here and we'll do the rest.
The blue bus is calling us... x 2
Driver, where you taking us?.. x 2
(spoken)
The Killer awoke before dawn,
he put his boots on,
he took a face from the ancient gallery,
and he walked on down the hall.
He went to the room where his sister lived,
and then he paid a visit to his brother,
and then he walked on down the hall.
And he came to a door,
and he looked inside,
"Father?"
"Yes, son?"
"I want to kill you.
Mother I want to....."
Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
and meet me at the back of the blue bus... x 3
Come on, yeah.
(^Jim Morrison)
This is the end, my only friend, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
of everything that stands, the end,
no safety or surprise, the end.
I'll never look into your eyes again.
Can you picture what will be,
so limitless and free,
desp'rately in need of some stranger's hand,
in a desp'rate land.
Lost in a roman wilderness of pain,
and all the children are insane... x 2
waiting for the summer rain.
There's danger on the edge of town,
Ride the king's highway.
Weird scenes inside the goldmine;
ride the king's highway west, baby.
Ride the snake... x 2
to the lake,
the ancient lake, baby.
The snake is long,
seven miles;
ride the snake,
he's old and his skin is cold.
The West is the best... x 2
Get here and we'll do the rest.
The blue bus is calling us... x 2
Driver, where you taking us?.. x 2
(spoken)
The Killer awoke before dawn,
he put his boots on,
he took a face from the ancient gallery,
and he walked on down the hall.
He went to the room where his sister lived,
and then he paid a visit to his brother,
and then he walked on down the hall.
And he came to a door,
and he looked inside,
"Father?"
"Yes, son?"
"I want to kill you.
Mother I want to....."
Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
and meet me at the back of the blue bus... x 3
Come on, yeah.
(^Jim Morrison)
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Wish me the best of luck as I'm falling forever into an oblivion
Happy
Whose idea was it for that emotioncon anyways?
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23 years - Your art, your luck, your life is what you make of it.
...They tell the story of a throwback
With the heart of a lion
They salute your glory!
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