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| 001. | Firsts. |
002. | Pants |
003. | Clouds. |
004. | Gum. |
005. | Spork. |
| 006. | Tree. |
007. | Triscuts
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008. | Sandwich. |
009. | Ice Cream. |
010. | Driver’s License
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| 011. | Sunburn
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012. | Snow |
013. | Fear
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014. | Camping. |
015. | Lollipop |
| 016. | Shopping. |
017. | Envy |
018. | Hangnail. |
019. | Nail Polish. |
020. | Candels. |
| 021. | Peanut butter. |
022. | Computer. |
023. | Ring. |
024. | Loopy. |
025. | Zoo. |
| 026. | Driving. |
027. | Spirt Fingers. |
028. | Fishing |
029. | Waterfall |
030. | Pencil Sharpener. |
| 031. | Puzzle. |
032. | Brush. |
033. | WheelChair. |
034. | Scissors. |
035. | poems. |
| 036. | Notebook. |
037. | Sports. |
038. | Charcoal |
039. | Concert. |
040. | Castle. |
| 041. | Time |
042. | Meddling. |
043. | Smoke. |
044. | Silk. |
045. | Duct Tape. |
| 046. | Movie. |
047. | .Shoes |
048. | Sparkles. |
049. | Shoes |
050. | Markers. |
| 051. | Boats. |
052. | Tv |
053. | Postcards. |
054. | House . |
055. | Candy Bars. |
| 056. | Coffee. |
057. | Rope. |
058. | Calligraphy. |
059. | Swearing. |
060. | Nightmares. |
| 061. | Hair Dye. |
062. | EarthQuakes. |
063.. | Masterpiece |
064. | Drinking. |
065. | Trust. |
| 066. | Cellphones. |
067. | Jello. |
068. | Unintelligable noises. |
069. | Sick. |
070. | Seashell. |
| 071. | Baking. |
072. | Crowns. |
073. | Tall. |
074. | Moshing. |
075. | Airport. |
| 076. | Sewage. |
077. | Painting. |
078. | Moustache. |
079. | Swimming. |
080. | Heights. |
| 081. | Pets. |
082. | Gambling |
083. | Eye Patch. |
084. | Langugage. |
085. | Skateboards. |
| 086. | Sugar Highs. |
087. | Music |
088. | Taste. |
089. | Dance. |
090. | Jewlery. |
| 091. | Plane. |
092. | Coconuts. |
093. | Voice. |
094. | Shopping. |
095. | Need |
| 096. | Sand. |
097. | Mail/Email. |
098. | Map. |
099. | Game. |
100. | Author's Choice. |
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| Fingers flash quickly over black and white keys, as a melody weaves in the air. As I sit in the corner of the corner of the room that is no bigger than a small closet. I rest my head against the wall, my feet tight to my chest, to be kept away from the piano that dominates the center of the space. The tempo increases and your once smooth movements and flicks of the wrist become powerful pounds and jerks. The melody is interrupted with a particularly large pound, keys smashing together creating an earsplitting chord. I close my eyes and look away, as I hear a guttural growl sound. I whisper into the collar of my shirt, words of encouragement I dare not utter louder. After a few tense moments, you begin again and I slowly open my eyes, glancing in your direction. Black hair has fallen into your eyes, and you brush it away angrily in between passages of notes. Tonight has not gone as you have planned, but life will continue on, as it is wont to do. My terrible masterpiece, my savoir, my anguish. | |
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| It all comes back to me now in flashes, the small tidbits of the life we used to share together. I will be in the middle of doing something that should not, and could not remind me of you. But without you, everything seems to bring on the flashes, as if the things around me want me to remember. The cool tile against my feet is just a sensation, like the porcelain I’m gripping tightly in my hands, as I gaze into the mirror. My crystal blue eyes are unable to belay the thoughts in my head. My thoughts free flow in overdrive, coming quickly one after another, from the first time we met, to the days we spend in bed, wrapped in one another. A hand moves of its own accord from its perch on the sink, trailing its way across my lips; deft fingers caress the skin, soft as a butterfly kiss. You used to trail kisses here, and the simple touch makes my mind work harder than ever, flashing images in my minds eye. A simple mirror can bring these images, so how was I supposed to pack up your things? I say I’m going to do it everyday, but never do. I’ll just stare into this mirror, as my life flashes by, my eyes seeing only you. | |
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| Nights so cold Warmed by more than thoughts of you Pull me closer, darling As we fall into the waves of sound Keys sparkling bright against dim lights Reflect like the snow falling outside Snowflake by snowflake White on black tar May this night last forever | |
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| 1. Being Gay Is Not Natural And real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning, tattoos, piercings and silicon breasts...
2. Gay Marriage Will Encourage People To Be Gay In the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
3. Legalizing Gay Marriage Will Open The Door To All Kinds Of Crazy Behavior People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract. Lamps are next.
4. Straight Marriage Has Been Around A Long Time And Hasn't Changed At All Hence why women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.
5. Straight Marriage Will Be Less Meaningful If Gay Marriage Were Allowed And we can't let the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage be destroyed.
6. Straight Marriages Are Valid Because They Produce Children So therefore, gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our population isn't out of control, our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.
7. Obviously Gay Parents Will Raise Gay Children Since, of course, straight parents only raise straight children.
8. Gay Marriage Is Not Supported By Religion In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.
9. Children Can Never Succeed Without A Male And A Female Role Model Which is exactly why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.
10. Gay Marriage Will Change The Foundation Of Society; We Could Never Adapt To New Social Norms Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.
Repost This If You Think Love Makes A Marriage Vote NO On Proposition 8 if you live in California | |
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I know that for myself, i always pick up a news paper, to atleast scan whats going on in the world, country, city, what-have-you. I know that news is important, and it shapes all of our lives, whether or not we realize it. Its important to know what's going on, as knowledge is power. If we dont educate ourselves, how can we possibly better ourselves, just making mistakes others before did. Newspaper will never die out. There is too much of a following...<3 | |
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|  Apparently you can put pics on ur livejournal from files? cool. The pic: where i write when note near a computer. | |
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| My favorite song at the moment is "I will follow you into the dark" by death cab for cutie...so i thought i'd share it with anyone who bothers to read my lj. lol http://www.sendspace.com/file/91kzv5It really makes me sad/happy/amazing/blah all at the same time...so thats good right? lol My ultimate dream: Have someone i like play and sing it to me....will that ever happen? Probably not but eh. I can dream. :-D | |
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| In the dead of night You come to me Despite our past And ask my forgiveness Though you've done nothing wrong On bended knee Neck exposed, eyes to the ground. My sword falls out of sweaty hands A chip in my armor Your eyes find mine, and i'm lost You are the best thing in my life Yet the worst Eating me up inside This guilt is the worst of all The lies branding my skin deeper than the hottest iron Behind my innocent smile lies a devil Miles apart, yet you undo me With mere words | |
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