Topic: Pretentious Poetic Pandering | |
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I'm starting to think you have with some sort of love affair with alliteration.
^ pretentious is knowing what this means |
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..i got a little black book with my poems in... |
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Edited by
plastic_pancakes
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Thu 01/12/12 09:48 PM
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I adore alliteration. And I dropped out of college when I was 19 to pursue using a Sawzall.
Banksy's probably my favorite graffiti artist. I'm so predictable like that. |
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..i got a little black book with my poems in... hey raider - do u still wear brylcreme in ur hair too? actually looks like he's holding my german language dictionary - threadbare in all the same places...achtung! (yes they really say that over there ) |
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I adore alliteration. And I dropped out of college when I was 19 to pursue using a Sawzall. Banksy's probably my favorite graffiti artist. I'm so predictable like that. ya, heck we all want change... the kids on the block who smoke & paint behind the warehouses are mine (favorites) I need to cruise by there soon & take some more photos |
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o btw I may need to borrow the sawzall to get my car out of the parking lot.....snow.... have a good day pancake man
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Have a good night, sweetest.
"I think it's interesting the two drugs that are legal, alcohol and cigarettes, two drugs that do absolutely nothing for you at all; and the drugs that might open your mind up to realize how badly you're being ****ed every day of your life? … Those drugs are against the law. He-heh, coincidence?" - Bill Hicks |
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you are as free as your mind is open to be
nite once again sugar like the way u think |
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"I left in love, in laughter, and in truth, and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit."
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I love this picture. |
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Edited by
plastic_pancakes
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Thu 03/08/12 05:11 PM
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Awww, **** it.
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Edited by
sweetestgirl11
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Thu 03/08/12 07:40 PM
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all the days they are the same
we wait for change we make change we live pay taxes and die and if we like our friends.... we take showers yay |
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Sometimes everything is electric and poetic and the sunset looks like it's bleeding and you listen to the mad, wild dogs howl in the distance. And then you eat a Kit-Kat.
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