This Life1. Pretty little broken teacupsThis Life
and perfume vials that look like needles litter my checkered floor.
2.We skinny dipped
in a stranger's pool, chasing the frog hiding there until our lips turned
blue.
3.My room-mate did yoga, every day. Sat and stretched her pearly skin, and breathed, fogging up the brick-wall view, every day.
4.Ice storm. Power out, 7 days. White light reindeer flickered and died. Sled down a hill, collided face-first with commet ice. I still have the scars.
5.We said it w
Violently Pink I.P.Violently pink, brick wall kisses and haunted teddy bears stacked up against violent white walls, longing, just to be lost in the backs of closets, hollow and echoing with awkward "I love you"s slipped between the lines, between the sheets, like an afterthought during...really good sex. Violently pink, like too many roses bathed in gasses and airbrushed to perfection, frail and dying but afraid to wilt and spoil the 30-second bliss. Violently pink miracle elixir, how much are you willing to shell out for one night, one taste of that fairytale you always dreamed of, processed, packaged and handed you in candy-shapViolently Pink I.P.
Super-Secret Spell(Jenny, Tommy and Ariel are standing in a semi-circle around a small table or stool. It is dark. They are wearing all black. All look extremely nervous. The MC steps out of the shadows and begins)Super-Secret Spell
MC: To perform this most evil and wicked of all spells, wait until the next full moon…
Jenny: Wait, it says full moon?
Tommy: Yeah…
Jenny: Um, this is so not going to work!
Ariel: Shut you face, Jenny!
Jenny: My name is Raven!
MC: then climb to the nearest hilltop late at night. If you live somewhere totally flat, you can just get on the roof of a mi
Pink and OrangeWindblown kiss flutter Clumsy over your every diamond tear, Dotting my midnight skies So full, that I could die,Pink and Orange
Let go of that rainbow sigh And laugh pink and orange at these days, While your rippled smile gives you away,
Poster plaster every breathless memory, Where we never said a word but our lips were still moving, Color splashed with every taste of you Clinging to heart splinters and frayed seams,
When I can't sleep at night, I think of you,
Gaze upon the space between your fingers, Where yours and mine would always intertwine
Nutrisystem
Frustrated
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Look in the mirror and tell me with a straight face that you have any idea who the hell the person looking back at you is. Then you can critique my actions.
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Look in the mirror and tell me with a straight face that you have any idea who the hell the person looking back at you is. Then you can critique my actions.
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As for the future of the couples sex life, John said he is full of hope. "I'd like to maybe try actually touching Linda's vagina with my hand at some point," he said. "Then again, I don't want to rush things. Also, I've heard that the vagina kind of smell
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The Moral of the Story is that:
Bands with NO talent CAN easily amuse
Idiots, with a stupid Puppet Show.
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the sexth sence "i see bouncing boobs"
all [[ Hentai ART ]] inside
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Look in the mirror and tell me with a straight face that you have any idea who the hell the person looking back at you is. Then you can critique my actions.
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