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10-27-2006, 02:36 PM | #1011 (permalink) |
Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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I got photohappy after I got home from a halloween party last night. I love the first two....but I hate posing in positions not too natural for me......so deep in thought doesnt really work.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
10-27-2006, 02:49 PM | #1012 (permalink) |
The Forums Sadistic Ghost
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: beyond midnight, in the abyss of time, the syren in the night
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heres a recent one of my self looking very innocent(yeah right)
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10-27-2006, 03:19 PM | #1014 (permalink) |
Dr. Prunk
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Where the buffalo roam.
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10-28-2006, 01:40 PM | #1017 (permalink) |
we became a carcass!
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Yorkshire
Posts: 383
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ME? So not Jewish
EDIT: I thought it was because I was wearing my star of David but I realised you can't see my necklace... worried?
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in love with the stumps, in love with the bleeding! in love with the pain that you now feel... |
10-28-2006, 04:03 PM | #1019 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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yes thats him
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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