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blah-ze
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there just has to be a reason "discussion" has the word "cuss" in it. test that theory.
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QT
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Yes, there is.
It is "dis" "cuss"...
"Don't" "cuss"!
"Talk about peaceably."
Is that unbelievable or what?
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Jane Doe
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interesting.. but my thought for the day is what I learned at youth group... something has to die in order for you to live...
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blah-ze
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life is like a box of chocolates. one that's been thrown out a window, smashed on the footpath, hit by four cars and a semi, mauled by a cat, pissed on by a dog, and shredded by a street sweeper. any little pieces left are mostly shit and dirt mixed in with occasional grains of sweetness.
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blah-ze
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you could eat it, but is the chance of chocolate worth getting a mouthful of shit? more likely shit then anything else.
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blah-ze
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there is a reason for everything. apparently god has a sense of humour after all.
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blah-ze
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who woulda known?
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book of eris
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i did.
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blah-ze
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headbutt then in the balls! bite their kneecaps! scratch their shins! go out in a screaming mess (as well as the obligatory double-ziplocked black plastic body bag).
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031226
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blah-ze
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life isn't so bad if you squint and turn your head to the right.
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unhinged
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a part of me will always love him which only further fuels my current hate
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blah-ze
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i never knew i did that, but now i do, i'm too selfconcious to do it again. so there. your nefarious plan failed, and we're both screwed. happy? dammit, don't smile like that.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Violets are NOT blue, they are purple.
Dedicated to my accurate valentine, of whom I dream 3.57% of every week on average.
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jane
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repeats incessantly droning
its way into my cerebral
cortex, the way cortez
invaded the indiginous tribes
of south america.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Thought for today? "Today" is overrated. "Today" doesn't deserve any thoughts except "Carpe Diem" and that is not a thought because Latin is a dead language and dead things can't think anymore. Logic is just a construct, ergo someone built it.
...but which valentine was that? The boy from Pakistan? I had very strange ideas about Pakistan then. I thought everybody ate candied almonds and were good at math, unless they were poor and lived in mud huts.
My first and only fiance was from Neptune, which is a street. We were engaged when we were five.
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