

all but nothingin the midst of it all I am just mist, from Summer showers, yawning, over emerald valleys.all but nothing
I will be gone, when you awake.


Literatureshe thinks in poetry speaks in proseLiterature
her looks, Shakespearean her nature, Poe's
she eats in rhythm drinks in rhyme
her wit, Mark Twain her love, divine
She's a novel, full of tales an epic that never frails
her beauty lies in lack of punctuation her presence-- an exclamation
She is a piece of literary work, I just can't read.


PracticeConsciousSexpromiscuous her, booze drunken escapades he, she was not a shePracticeConsciousSex


Confessions of a Teenage Mind23:28:02 PM September 18, 2008Confessions of a Teenage Mind2
Two girls started walking in my direction. Beautiful as angels. Nice long legs, curves to make a model jealous, and breasts that make Colonel Sander's chicken look weak. Each step, coming closer, smiling and laughing.
Mind: "Hello ladies, how would ya'll like to come back to my place and wrestle over my body?"
Passing by the girls, they both smile and say "Hello" all nice and perky.
I.. well I blush, avert eyes, and murmur "Hey"....
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
I am now a member of Raw Emotion. If you want to know what it is, here's the link. [link]
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[kmw]
as it was meant to be - bokonon (vonnegut's cat's cradle)
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Bottom Of The World literary magazine
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Don't think cause I understand, I care.
Don't think cause I'm talkin, we're friends.
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- Kathy
~The girl has danced with Satan!!~
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Being random is being cool.
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