Useless fact #768: I have six pairs of contacts, but only ever wear my glasses.


So do II still believe in Santa Claus, the spirit of giving. I still believe in the Easter bunny, sign of Spring. I still believe beyond all I have seen, that there is indeed intelligent life on planet earth. Call me a dreamer and lock me away.So do I


truth or dare...I remember when we were kidstruth or dare...
you dared me to eat a mud pie
I did.
when my turn came I dared you to jump from the two-story window
You didn't.
I always hated truth or dare.


peruvian loveboatyou're a silhouette in my dreams just beyond graspperuvian loveboat
i once knew a kid named Dwight. with arms long and tangly. a true bohemian at heart. he told me once "the only way to live is to love, because a life without love is terrible." he shot himself in the face with his girlfriend watching a month later. i guess he didn't really
believe what he had said.
we can hold hands as we jump out of windows
i knew a girl named Anna. who claimed to have prophecies etched onto her inner thigh. with words like venom, she'd accost strangers on the street, trying to explain impossib


Spite Your Face.Spite Your Face.
For a while you went away but then you came back with the smell of summer air and chips of wood covered in rot It made this place worthwhile but now I wonder just to spite me what part of you you'd cut off I'd hold my head high but the weight you are pulls my neck down like cinder blocks and red-brown bricks
and little things like string And on your side of the Earth are you angry? Are you doing well?
But if I got the chance to ask I think we both know I wouldn't
Brainstorm
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Miren al tomate. ¿No es triste? Il no puede bailar. Pobre tomate.
-Larry
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
Thank you for the sea of favourites.
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My choice early in life was either to be a piano-player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference.
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My choice early in life was either to be a piano-player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference.
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
Now you can buy my book here!--------->>> [link]
because I know you're something special underneath
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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