what is that supposed to mean?

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there will be no eulogy for mrs cunningham.

all it is. both sides now.

whilst i mend these lacey muscles; strands woven together like a friendship bracelet... i'll bide my time and look at life that way.

watch me, watch me scream into the air at full blast no holds barred top gun kind of screaming ( Read more... )

my bed smells of him same as his teeshirt i've wrapped my torso in.

this is me at my peak.

he tastes like the best memories.

things aren't going so well, but let us not dwell on those things.

i need to do the following things: smoke less, work more, keep up on chores around the house.

anything else will be superfluous bonuses.

like the three red cherries lined up in a row, that shall be my 2007 metaphor.

i hate it but i love it.

it's pouring down metaphorically speaking. and literally if you catch my drift.

i just need to sleep and be warm.

damb. i have lung issues. i know what they're from. taking a break and all that. new boys. NEW BOYS! cleaning up the mess. me and t, c, j, k + m. all together now. CHINESE FOOD!! chickening out a little, but saving face. loving life and around 8 good reasons to.

well, today was mostly wonderful, even if i had to do TONS of extra work and didn't get out until 8 instead of getting out at 7 like usual ( Read more... )

i never met a chase that i could not catch ( Read more... )