He's dipping his fingers in and singing aloud... hands beating and playing in the cold cold water ( Read more... )

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love me now that i'm gone... alas... twas sweet, and now sorrow... and yet doth the HAHAHAHAHA right ( Read more... )

so sometimes large bugs like to squish themselves to the skin within the sleeve of a sweater, then fly and freak me out as i scream like a little girl and almost shout about the air like a raving mad woman back in the era of rye bread and mold. and the uno cards seem so wholesome.. the pink striped shirts contain nothing. the sweet smell again of ( Read more... )

that certain state of, what nearly may be bliss... full of good posture, good outcome... excitment due to the goodness... gratitude... pride like a parent... where all markings and doodles may be something to save or leave on a bus seat for others to see, and read and watch and leave, and beautiful sky's ! amazing clouds!!- that ofcourse ( Read more... )

what are the aches and wretchid mistakes that suddenly awake the message to parTAAke in lifes little pleasures... in the earth's man- makeing micheif? what are the stakes at risk on the table up at hand and out in the air riding on the Life that Could Should Would Be if certain things were not sunglass'd over and just openly Seeen. if these ( Read more... )

so its been established that mushrooms arent the way- then why do i munch on my own lil shrooms? the self-made ones that sprout from teeny seeming lil spores; overnight they grow into spotted beauties of death- every night they spore and make babies... so soon there will be an entire field of toxic loris shrooms awaiting the unsuspecting hiker ( Read more... )

metaphors are what they're for ( Read more... )

after you scratch mine,

............grawing off ones own nails and soon there wont be anything to scratch your back with!!

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