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01-03-2007, 09:03 PM | #43 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
01-03-2007, 09:07 PM | #46 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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haha, it's a joke. I think you take makeup WAY too seriously here.
I'm not saying it's bad to wear makeup, i wear it, I just think some girls wear way too much and spend far too much time obsessing in front of the mirror.
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
01-03-2007, 09:39 PM | #48 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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its your natural face, whats wrong with it? why cover it?
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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. |
01-03-2007, 09:40 PM | #49 (permalink) |
Here's lookin at you, kid
Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: The White Hotel
Posts: 366
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It's not covering, it's enhancing. In my eyes anyway.
And if it makes you happy why not? Mikey dear I remember once on myspace you wanted to borrow my lipstick when going through your glam-rock phase. Shut up. |
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