| cause when we're together the world isn't real. |
The Three Forties I. The First Forty And The Unfortunate Predicament The first taste of Old English is terribly bitter, it stings your throat a little bit and you get this cough medicine flavor that lasts within your throat. By the time you empty the neck, your stomach grows accustomed to it - you actually grow to like the taste, (as they say, beer is an acquired taste). I like to think of the forty as a body, with each part representing a different layer of the soul. Well, as in soul I mean the entire human being - with the individual parts including the neck, torso, and legs. The torso is the best part of the bottle, the bottomless feThe Three Forties
pulaski st.There's this guy at the, bodegah well I think it's a bodegah, it's a corner store either waypulaski st.
aside the park, alongside the warehouse no, down in crompton near the river
I used to buy cigarettes there when I was 17 well no cloves, I used to buy cloves back then I HEARD that it could get me into trouble, right well no, it could get him into the wrong light
It's peculiar, just kind of nice in a city of ice - cold faces splattered with urban sprawl (new england urban sprawl) within the fall
So, back then blacks came in 20 a pack and they sold for 8
IV - By The End Of The NightIV - By The End Of The Night
I haven't dreamt that much, about you the 'idea' of you where before I got too conceptions your just about to grasp just another knick in the cycle of the past
cause the last two months i've felt bumps on the murders of our heart connected with lumps so get me drunk. get me high get me so fucked up I can't speak a lie
I haven't had this, since before the last tragedy took into the after-glow radiating the snow, into something brighter stress is heavy wishing for something lighter fight a, fight a feeling till we see the ceiling both
III - PausingYou'll say,III - Pausing
"um", proposing, "Let's do it right this time", it's hard to believe the seconds in the sands of time can really come hand-into-hand, hand-into-mine, let's dabble with karma before we hand in sublime,
And I'll go, "I don't believe in", thus said, "taking it… 'slow' ", "Because I'm so caught up in myself you know",
She knows it isn't true, but well I don't… It is, It's hard to detail the 'rough' from the 'crisp'.
And we'll pause.
"Do you miss", she asks, "me the way", "I do you… each and everyday", Lays next to my hea
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Devious Journal Entry
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I like the words Smashing, Golly, Gosh, Corking,Cracking and Soliloquy.
My list of current projects [link]
My ATC only account ~Pickled-PoppyATC
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God, you say?
Now how strange.
In these circumstances, God's wrath still hasn't fallen upon me.
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Light, please?
-What?
Light. Is there any light in here?
- Oh, sorry.
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God, you say?
Now how strange.
In these circumstances, God's wrath still hasn't fallen upon me.
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When I do something stupid, I have a wonderful excuse: I'm American.
This in no way intented to be an insult to anyone; I apologize if this dose offend you. Go complain to someone else, please. Have a nice day.
PASTAA~~
means alot, it makes me think I did good.
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Killing with a smile
with you and your style there.
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The beautiful die off in a massive cloud of self-deprivation and decay.
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Killing with a smile
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