| "A song of anticipation follows black leather of footsteps seconded by the pitter pattering of a fist-sized machine I am jailed by your memory these bars of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brown woods with picture frames of evening coffee stains and cherry lipgloss mend spaces at the back of my head eventually, present becomes a cage I, arrest this bird fearing fly and longingly said to return " donno who wrote the poem but i can somewhat realte to it..... to the person who wrote it, tenkz!!!! |









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~There's a special kind of freedom sisters enjoy. Freedom to share innermost thoughts, to ask a favor, to show their true feelings. The freedom to simply be themselves. ~
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"...with eyes overflowing with surfeit of color, I am still almost inarticulate. We need a whole new vocabulary, adequately, to describe the designs and colors of under sea."
-William Beebe, 1928, Beneath Tropic Seas
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Wir woll'n die Tschabos!
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Buckle up
it's all downhill from here...
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"I see you to the dark side of the moon"
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Pocky.................
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........~"Fell the HardRock"~.........
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lol
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Pocky.................
...............~ chocolate for fun ~
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........~"Fell the HardRock"~.........
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Beth.
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Buckle up
it's all downhill from here...
first comment!
yosh~
>.<
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甘い誘惑...
tank you mai~chan
may you have many putushots to come!!!, hihihi panty! go shoooooooooooT!
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甘い誘惑...
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