| "Been feeling high Then feeling low Strap your hands across my engines I'm not a broke so please don't bend me" |


for the sake of shesplice my shortcomings into rigor mortis minerals lasting fractions of mondo indigestive chartreuse-shaped holes.for the sake of she


mustang vervetake my candle soup grown pale by low table dawn straits and seal the flesh of grief into a dead sun's mane.mustang verve


don't be latepurple bibs of rockface and gingeroil cape fogs can not find, their foiled shapes they fumble like terse beauty cables along the crusts and chips of soft crashing last supper tables.don't be late


whistlin' dixielinger on my tongue for a while twanging those sable dirges as I lull back called down, bluebird style through the hush: a fugitive Kilroy, tendered and tart.whistlin' dixie
as burl woven weary and coarse, the lullaby dresses my senses in gruff wheedled barks, fogging my palette when it drags me like the passion of Rhett butler, bearing me from squalor of Dixieland stairs.
decrescendo burgeoned with a million quartered infant hearts gliding up my thigh, nestling as a thunderhead into my bel
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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the way you work those words
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"millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon." -susan ertz
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"It's her...She's the place I'm heading. And I hardly know her. I hardly know her."
-Cold Mountain
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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A stitch in time mucks up the space-time continuum.
Clicking this link will give you superpowers*.
*May just be a very sneaky way to make you look at my page. But probably not.
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"It's her...She's the place I'm heading. And I hardly know her. I hardly know her."
-Cold Mountain
I don't get it. I can't understand cyber-wars. If we're gonna have every weapon computerized then we might as well play a few good games of Halo, let that decide who owes the other government a hundred billion dollars in "damages".
for the costs especially incurred by Halo addicts
and testimonies of unwarranted face-melts.
'Sides, my tanks to you, are collectibles.
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"It's her...She's the place I'm heading. And I hardly know her. I hardly know her."
-Cold Mountain
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