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05-08-2006, 03:27 PM | #43 (permalink) | |
Seeker of Peace
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That's not a rat, is it? I thought it was a baby opossum.
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05-08-2006, 03:34 PM | #44 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^hmm me too....why is it being tortured
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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. |
05-08-2006, 07:14 PM | #46 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ wtf thatw a son topic grr go away
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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. |
05-08-2006, 07:26 PM | #47 (permalink) | |
dontcareaboutyou
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05-08-2006, 08:55 PM | #49 (permalink) | |
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Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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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. |
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