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what is that
some days it feels like I'm walking with a sword stuck between my eyes. you just feel like hitting someone for no godam reason. i took a rock and flung it acorss a class wall and the wholle thing colapsed. when i heard the saound this relief swept over me for about a minute until some came in and threw my over. all of a sudden i was scared out ( Read more... ) -
blue nose
this dream was like a dream like a dream like a drama a drama alikeness to a drama. it was when i was likeing sponge bob and he was doing blow and he's nose was full of cum and his eyes where scary red and his lips looked sad and he was diying and no seemed to care and no one help him. No one helped him! sponge bob dies in my dream and he dies ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
entiendo que ese deseo fisiologico es en parte el sexo pero tambien trabajar los musculos. por lo menos para mi es eso. me acuardo leyendo aserca de el tipo de sangre que tengo y aprendi que ese tipo trbaja mejor con una dieta halta en proteinas y ejercicios rigidos, o arobicos. i wonder if this is part of my anxious desire to work my muscles. ( Read more... ) -
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why do we have to always fight about everything. everything and anything is always on the contrary of what i say. damnit to some place else! just go you to stop it all, to someplace where it never began, and only wish it hadn't been like what it is. then mabe it can happen, but if you're smart you'll make your wish come true. just go you. to ( Read more... ) -
the truth is
that i am I. now more than i was you and now can i find that this word is but a word for me and one for you and all. it starts on our face and scrolls down our check, down our chin, through our chest down our member, a long aobject or curled creature it flows heavenly to the very tip of our feet and of our nail it falls. golden under the sun and ( Read more... ) -
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i remeber so long ago as if it where yesdterday. what? ye when i was tweleve. in ecuador not like this time. the last time it felt like a was someone that i wasn't. or was it that i was more myself then i had ever ben ( Read more... ) -
Imagine Tomorrow
you that sometimes it feels like i wake up to this imagined world where things just don't make sense. everything can feel so out of sync that i have to wonder if mabe the way that im living out my life is wrong. great so i like to write. and people seem to like and wish to expand. these words don't always feel mine own, but they are. well in ( Read more... ) -
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la culpa no es mia por haber nacido como tampoco deseo ser de otra manera. uno no cambia por las cosas que aprende uno cambia porque halgo le pasa por adentro y le ensena lo que no sabia del ser humano. i slept in a room under a bridge that had been built of cardboard paper and it didn't make sense why i was there i just knew it was my home. ( Read more... ) -
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aqui estoy. sin alivio y sin entendimiento de mis pensamientos.i understand this: you should write down your thoughts so you don't go crazy. Mr. jacoby. theater isn't too bad and philosophy is a pain. the women are nice. class is a stress in a half and im just walkin right through. my village is this school and i am a foreigner attempting to ( Read more... ) -
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faltan dias casi para terminar mis vaciones y ahora estoy claro de que es mi vida hasta ahora, y a lo mejor no lo se todo y no he pidido mis perdones pero estoy claro que quiero estudiar mas que nunca. Como nunca e realmente e estudiado no se que lô es. aqui solo y encontrado feliz en estar con mi familia y se que lo pasado siempre estara e igual ( Read more... )