just sit there and look pretty would ya. why do men talk so much anyway?
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OK So
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This guy I have not spoken to since August calls me up yesterday, say that he got me something for me for Christmas. This is a guy that left me stranded two cities away! What would you do? Forgive and forget? Or send it back to him when he drops it off at my work? Yeah he's got something for you alright!!!! |
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Im BAAAACK!!!!!
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So am I, but hey i got suspended for posting a picture like that of myself, the double standards on here are amazing
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Why Do Some Men....
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Yes, I am jaded and since i have been suspended, i have learned a few things!!!!
Some, underline men juggle women and there dating schedules to go to whom ever they believe will give it up, give them some, hand over the snatch that particular evening. She could be missing all her teeth, well that might be a good thing for.... I digress you catch my drift. |
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I worry
At moments such as these It may be best To just Sit still And breathe I confess Being resigned To a carefully sculpted solitude I believed In quite a many things Ending alone I have wanted Not to have need For very much Yet I need So very much In the last days I need to Pull back Open All curtains shades windows Of my single soul Help uncover all those Broken pieces of glass That once caught Your eye Link pinkie Along the Ganges To witness others Launching tiny shrines To gods or loves or ancestors To dance or sing on the saffron Earth of Seville For an audience of one Or simply linger softly In the cubby corner Of your room Watching Lovers flickering In black and white Talking for hours or saying nothing At all I need to Inspire A chisel in hand Sculpting my left breast To rest a hand upon When I am away Until you feel a Heartbeat therein And smile Hear your giggling At my sighs and moans Catch tears Chase away every Pain hurt loss Once felt before Rename all Stars for you After you To share sunsets and runny noses Fan you down the Nile My own Mark Anthony Makes long lingering Sauces To remind you of Home I need to Throw my tawny thigh Over yours And kiss you gently awake Or better to watch You sleep Late and long Have all music to become Your laughter look at you Wide eyed While you spin some yawn Have any excuse to kiss that Baby pink mouth I need Not “To go quietly into that….” Without having Touched each lash Upon your world weary Eyes |
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Mirror Mirror
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so what would be the female version? Dittler? If you want a "Dittler" guinea pig... I volunteer! I don't like girls to dittle me. |
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Mirror Mirror
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so what would be the female version?
Dittler? |
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Mirror Mirror
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what a funny slang word, "wanker" as though wanking is bad!
Or is it cause if you have to do that instead of the other you are a WA NKER |
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Mirror Mirror
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don't let those haters bug ya
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Turkey Hang OVER
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i have been dragging myself around all day. BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Mirror Mirror
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THERE YOU ARE MUAH
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"river" joni mitchell
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Mirror Mirror
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HES JUST A REFECTION OF HIMSELF.................. : : |
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Viagra Diary
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Ella and Louis
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Mirror Mirror
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I miss him!!
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Ballerina
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Nice, I think it is two poems though!?
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Mirror Mirror
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upon the wall, where the hell are you?
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Einstein
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Thank you guys!!!
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Einstein
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would i could fold time in on itself
back and forth, back and forth back and forth a wiggle rippling ribbon wave of time where the here and now............was the future when in the blink of the eye speed of light your long befores were....is.....will be nirvana me the one and only love knowing know known |
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