LET'S PLAY FUNNY NOT FUNNYit is not funny
please read it
DismissalAll had come to pass so quickly; winter's murky pall scraped hastily off the dormant slab of summer and rinsed off with a shower of spring giving way to restless children, writhing, coiling, waiting to break loose and spring forth from the brick fortress their home for nine months every year only to be back in three without remorse, without wistful nostalgia, oblivious to the passage of time like coins fallen out of holes in pockets not missed until much later just a few cents short. Time only accepts exact change.Dismissal
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DistasteOur tongues are the factories where our words are processed the final step on the assembly line that starts in our heads the place where we regurgitate everythingDistaste
we've been spoon-fed, with new packaging.
Our tongues are the hills where our minds go to graze the place where our individualism wanders until it's swallowed by the force of restraint roaming the same hills as a predator.
Our tongues are entities unto themselves that explore the textures of one another absent of the mind, they twist together and leave behind the taste of our lust.
Our tong
the title doesn't fit hereEven the intercom seemed to draw a sort of electronic gasp as it crackled to life. The groan of the archaic speakers reverberated through the rusting steel girders and into the thick July air, and seemed burdened to echo about the walls of the behemoth building. For one second, the bustling halls seemed dormant, perhaps if only thanks to a delay of the mind brought on by the overbearing heat. The announcement was met with an initial indifference, but as its length and content began to exceed that which was expected, the flowing masses drew to a gradual halt.the title doesn't fit here
“ATTENTION, SHOPPERS! I hope you’ll all allow me a moment of your
by ~lifeinphotos
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look what i have found
a sea shell
in a sea of
shells
my artstuffs [link]
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-rolls around-
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~Anti-Climacticly Blank~ Please check out my art!! [link]
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My japanese name is Ishimaru (round stone) Emi (blessed with beauty)
SILENT HILL 2 FAN CLUB!!!!
'Cause Silent Hill 2 ROCKS
[link]
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My japanese name is Ishimaru (round stone) Emi (blessed with beauty)
SILENT HILL 2 FAN CLUB!!!!
'Cause Silent Hill 2 ROCKS
[link]
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~ChUmS.y-
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