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twilight1:
Fuck. Knowledge is such a turn on.

Ha. Dont I sound deep. biggrin
xip:
I love writing stories about myself from the third person or from an outsider's point of view. Ever done that? I recommend it... it's.. uh.. ego masturbation, but it's fun
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NOTE TO SELF:

---It is no longer admissible to get drunk only to let your best friend and girlfriend take turns hacking the shit out of your hair.
---maybe you should graduate from college, you fucking idiot! Come fall, you'll be a sixth year senior, before obtaining a teaching certificate.
---telling your 13 year-old cousin it's entirely okay to fuck and run is probably not...
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sweet_evil:
ha! I probably shouldn't have made that comment public! blush
sweet_evil:
HOly fucking shit, sorry, to post again, but you HAVE to listen to my friends band on my space: http://www.myspace.com/theinvidious

they are so awsome! I think you would really like them....they just got themselves together and recording and they are amazing...
OK, sorry, I was just really impressed and excited and wanted to share with someone who might appriciate... kiss
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BORN AND BRED TO FUCK AND FIGHT ON A FRIDAY NIGHT!

So, on Friday night I received my first pay check from the new job and wanted to celebrate. I picked up my special lady friend, bought us dinner at some swanky restaurant in Detroit, and even gave a bum three dollars---only because he wasn't fucking around. Quite frank, he admitted, "Help a brother out...I...
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maxi:
Fuck now i need you to translate that last post!
maxi:
BTW where can i find this Green personality thing ?
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TALES FROM THE DRUNK BOYSCOUT

Last night I worked...and when I say worked, I mean I cooked nachos, made salads, pulled pizzas, and wrapped lawash.
Said tasks were performed while sneakily hitting a flask filled with whiskey behind the oven. Soon enough, or maybe too late, I became incredibly intoxicated, which spawned many a burnt pizza and overdressed salads. My boss/bestfriend NewBomb stood at the...
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soleils:
I often wish I could drink at work. When I use to work at a different restaurant for New Years EVE 2000 we toasted with Chamapange for when it hit mid night around different places in the world. But that's the only time.
sweet_evil:
OK, so I know I am crazy but I wanted to share in my euphoia: I might have my photoshoot tomorrow!!!! biggrin
Yay! Be excited with me! I wanted to share it with you... kiss
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WELCOME TO FUCK

Tonight was "get drunk and try to do all those fucking papers you've been avoiding for the previous three months of your life" night.

So here I am, guzzling Crown Royal and cola, knee deep in shit, observing the beautiful chaos known as procrastination; i.e., probably 200 pieces of loose-leaf papyrus, half-empty glass of wine, empty can of diet mountain dew, glass...
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creative_slacker:
Yeah, um my lie/excuse to get out of writing papers was ovarian cancer... and I missed class due to oversleeping not to partying. I would photoshop my fake documentation. Ahhh, the days of college. I finally graduated, only after changing my major three times and taking two years off.

I do recommend doing a study abroad course. I went to England for 4 months, it was brilliant.

Good luck on those papers.
funkabella:
sometimes when the evenings young
the wind dies down, the setting sun
crochets the clouds with yarn so fine
and fills the oceans with red wine
the trees the sky the forest fair
bring a flavor to the air
i raise my gass and in a while
you answer with a secret smile
an airborne leaf that landed near
has carried dionysus here
he'll slip away but only when
he sees our glasses filled again
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Strange what time means...
Sunday morning, my girlfriend and I made love just before window shopping in Royal Oak. A powerful orgasm rolled our eyes beneath lids and sheets, making beads of sweat roll down our thighs. I looked into her eyes almost uncontrollably, before she lifted herself away. The condom we'd worn was entirely MIA. Tossing pillows and rustling sheets caused no avail. The...
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bangbangheart:
i enjoyed that post thoroughly.
sweet_evil:
Don't get me wrong, I hate LA too, But I'm here, and thats at least one redeaming quality about it...and after a while, you begin to enjoy the options that you have here, like beaches and deserts withing driving distance, and the people are more accepting....not so much judgment for having holes in my face or strange hair. smile

I really feel...special... when you comment...you always have a way of making me smile, especialy when I'm not expecting to...
Thank you for making me feel like you care...I know I really am beginning to care for you... blush
I hope you are drinking it up tonight! kiss
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I fucking hate this service! The pictures...the words...the people, the people, the people...
well, so much for giving a flying fuck about academia. Instead of doing homework, I drool over this goddamned site, pretending I no longer reside in Detroit or attend college here. Unfortunately, my busted ass will probably sit quietly in this chair for the next year awaiting a move to the eastcoast,...
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kellyjanice:
thanks for inquiring about my art... the love painting has sold already to my good buddy on valentines day... but all my stages of grief pictures are one of a kind lithographs with mixed media... they are 24x30 and took me about 3 months to complete the whole set... i was going to sell them for 300 - 350 each... let me know what your price range is and if you cant afford one of those let me know and i may be able to reproduce the love painting for you within your range...
kelly
funkabella:
ok. so first off i love you LMAO shocked wink biggrin but no for real your f'ing awesome! and you saw phish which made my eyes bug out and thanks for the respect, i appreciate it and send it back your way my dear. soooo, i'm like 5 minutes from birmingham, wana come over? biggrin I live in Berkley shocked ok, please please keep in touch, i feel the need. and thanks for no burning of cities as of yet, i will give the word when i see it need be.
till next time kid, keep your chin up, and smile, it might hurt for a sec but i'm sure you'll look so much cuter and feel much better-and well if you dont just pretend. kiss
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I just remembered I've always been in touch with my feminist side.
When in third grade, I was "in love" with this chicita named Stephanie Geurgen. I'd wait for my mother to fall asleep before tip-toeing out of my room, breaking into the computer room, and writing "Geoffrey Geurgen loves Stephanie Geurgen" with a red crayola.
This seriously became an obsession. I'd do it night...
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sweet_evil:
I've been waiting for that promise...
Hmmm...funny how paths cross...and the ways that they do....I do hope that someday our paths cross....if anything to just get the chance to touch you....and say hello...maybe get lost in a really long hug....
I'm just as silly...and I've just as fallen for the idea of you as you have for me...its a really nice thought though... kiss
sweet_evil:
PS. You don't want to know how longs its been since someone has kissed my neck and run their fingers through my hair...
that comment actually got me hot... blush maybe that was an overshare...
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SO WARM ON A ROOF, SO COLD ON A STREET

We stood seven floors up, tracing
a hazy skyline for all it's worth.
Headlights slowly crept across Woodward
disrupting the belief we were
alone.
It had been more than half a year
since I'd shared my nude chest with...
with the nude night, and here I
was: leaning against cold metal, taking
short breaths, considering...
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sweet_evil:
kiss Thank you...
I heart you
I heart your words
I heart your thoughts
I heart your friendship
I heart your comments
I heart whoever that person is on the other side of the computer... blush
xip:
Emo comes calling in the night
Emo comes calling and it's all right
People think my black hoodie makes this me
but my bleeding heart is emo as can be
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SMOOTHEST TRANSITION LIKE A HAND UP YOUR SKIRT

Spring means my carpet is now painted gold with the leaking sun. Windows are cracked, stale cigarette smell lifts, my winter peacoat hangs alone, and vitamin D permeates my eyes.
I always said I'd move to Montreal if it weren't for the winters. However, after 23 years of witnessing the salt streaked streets of Detroit, I'm pretty...
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cathedra:
heh! strange indeed. Montreal is a great city, i'm going to miss it when I move.
cathedra:
Vancouver? God no. I don't know where i'm moving to anymore. Was supposed to be Boston but your guess is as good as mine.