It is time for a preliminary prayer. Now is the time of preperation.
The crissfire of thrown words filled the big room.
"Did you get a good look at this hole on the way down? Where's all the loot this place is supposed to have?" "The Harkonnens took it awith 'en!" "Me for a hot shower and a soft bed!" "Haven't you heard, stupid? No...
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The crissfire of thrown words filled the big room.
"Did you get a good look at this hole on the way down? Where's all the loot this place is supposed to have?" "The Harkonnens took it awith 'en!" "Me for a hot shower and a soft bed!" "Haven't you heard, stupid? No...
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and yet today is completely different...
the scene is my new joint.
i am a fucking loser.
it's hard to get out of a pit;
fuck the planet
i am a fucking loser.
it's hard to get out of a pit;
fuck the planet
xmoonpiex:
you are certainly right assh ole
I am at a crossroads of my of devising, but a crossroads nonetheless.
Do I do the responsible thing and see this job out to the end?
Or do I ditch it to have fun?
Do I do the responsible thing and see this job out to the end?
Or do I ditch it to have fun?
So, I have been working my way back into the human race of late. It has been a while. I have been sort of dormant in my own skin, and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon(as in out of my skin, I am making a joke playing on the oddly funny image of me literally "whoops!" falling out of my skin like it was cheap...
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So, I think about how my readership of this blog is next to nothing.
I remember driving around LA (this is a normal occurence), and I think I was actually in Santa Monica, because this story is about a homeless guy.
I saw this man about 5 feet away from the curb, so somewhat in traffic, arguing with the street corner. He was yelling at...
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I remember driving around LA (this is a normal occurence), and I think I was actually in Santa Monica, because this story is about a homeless guy.
I saw this man about 5 feet away from the curb, so somewhat in traffic, arguing with the street corner. He was yelling at...
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pudding:
all ears
I don't feel I have enough people to go drinking with.
Specifically, not enough gorgeous women.
Specifically, not enough gorgeous women.
I have two lighters: one black, one white.
one is in my bedstand, the other in my car.
which is which, do you think?
one is in my bedstand, the other in my car.
which is which, do you think?
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pudding:
the black lighter is by your bed (because that's sexier) and the white one is in your car
pudding:
only if those fries are chili-cheese-fries sir
what precious few moments of goodness in this world should be cherished
-pie
ps. precious moments are a fascist plot.
pps. no spell check? come on. you can have a spoiler drop down or designate the heirarchy of users who have access to your data, but you don't have a spell-check? Either this is a fantastic plot to create a new breed of American (or...
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-pie
ps. precious moments are a fascist plot.
pps. no spell check? come on. you can have a spoiler drop down or designate the heirarchy of users who have access to your data, but you don't have a spell-check? Either this is a fantastic plot to create a new breed of American (or...
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still her eyes are staring at me
empty as the sky
empty as the sky
Cult.
gimme a break.