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I keep it more up-to-date then this things.
Being ClassicA classic is a classic because it is either so good it is above criticism, or everyone else thinks it's so good that you're afraid to criticize it.Being Classic
the levels of love8:47pmCaitlyn i agree that it was love at some point, ven i it wasn't true love but what i don't get is that if you really think aboutthe levels of love
i mean really thina bout it
8:48pmCaitlyn putting that much trust and care and hope into someone is the most reckless, stupid, and completely insane thing you can do. i mean, what;s the point until yo absolutely, positively know for sure that you both can handle the pressure, becuase you love each other so much.
which leads em to believe that love isn't love at all until
8:51pmCaitlyn you're willing to completely throw it all a
Heart HaikuYoung men should be jailed For the things they do to my Poor innocent heart.Heart Haiku
Our Summer Thingsguitar strums and piano chords days pass by like empty words, empty words that still seem deep to fill them up, we take the leap.Our Summer Things
gentle laughs and lullabies stories that fill up my mind pillow talk and cozy beds summer breeze that soothes our heads
static on the radio big stream thoughts that had to go tanned strong arms, and weak pink knees these are all our summer things.
honey voice and tingly burns bright-red cheeks, and nothing to learn open eyes that reflect the light, ice cream treats and star-streaked nights.
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Hello, I love you.Good morning, sunshine. I woke you with kisses of my own, just to say,Hello, I love you.
hello, I love you.
LanguageLanguage is so constricting. It is that of a snake, Wrapped around my neck, Hugging my vocal cords, Catching the right sounds before they have a chance to escape, And replacing them with garish mouth waste. All the time I wish I could be free Of the ties I hold to language, Of it's rules and barriers. I need to go beyond the wall of words, Constructed in the darkest corners of my mind And fly away, Up and over the walls, Instead of bulldozing through them. Too bad Snakes will never grow wings and fly.Language
Confused
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Run for cover and you'll find us there
To take on the anger, make it disappear
When razor blades were softly serenading you
Run for cover as fast as you can
Where fighters are lovers, enemies are friends
And pens and knives apologize for leaving you
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Live not to regret, but regret having not lived.
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creepy woman,walking down the street,
creepy woman,looks and smells like shit...
peace,love and all that shit..
~HRclub
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I am cute, in a bad-batch-of-LSD kind of way.
Can I have a free comission?
Check me out![link]
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Live not to regret, but regret having not lived.
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I am cute, in a bad-batch-of-LSD kind of way.
Can I have a free comission?
Check me out![link]
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Moved to: ~beautiful-blue
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If you don't want to love me... I'd rather you hate me...
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