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a "hmph" the size or general direction of texas. [Jul. 4th, 2012|03:30 pm]
status of university of florida student # 81288423:

slightly less intelligent than a chocolate cookie, ill-equipped, and undeserving.

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wild in "the sack".
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(no subject) [Oct. 25th, 2010|01:42 pm]
look at those lights go
they crowd all yours out now
but only 'cause you're gone.
glued it on.
i cut one by one each strand,
but we're not just sound that doesn't go so far,
so i don't need to hold your hand.
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(no subject) [Jun. 18th, 2010|03:55 am]
there was a bug like a cricket outside close enough (most of the night) for me to be glad that i stayed up long enough to (although i didn't specifically hear it let's just say:)know, or like some guy'd say: experience them eating it... i mean it's just gone. and that's all i know. now i'll wait for whatever ends the birds chirping. will it be me, yes, is it my turn to wake up, yes, do i own a sling shot, i made one. since teeth don't get so close.

but getting to the point, i hope it's not just time since i dismissed the meaning of same blood a long time ago and yeah time's just another thing you can't help.
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(no subject) [May. 27th, 2010|05:37 pm]
met my son's abandoned child he was growing up fast or not at all. couldnt tell. he moved the dresser drawers as if he was taking my coat or as if they weren't falling apart as he did, and regained interest in me whenever i'd be grammatically incorrect. upon realizing this i began to every so often do so on purpose, to which he responded oppositely, eventually putting him in the deepest sleep i imagined he could ever have.
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lullaby and goodnight [May. 11th, 2010|09:50 pm]
bedroom wallls, will not falll, but some frieeendships gett fuckedd uppppp

lifetime lullaby turned little gaping hole
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hirlwind [May. 11th, 2010|09:44 pm]


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(no subject) [May. 5th, 2010|07:30 pm]
it's okay i just made a bunch of fields for breakfast.
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guitar picking i taste blood kathleenhannah like g lue you are all [May. 5th, 2010|05:40 pm]

if you hold it up to the light it gets less like us.
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when i saw you jump out of your window then realized it was into your room it might as well have looked guilty and it may as well have really been you.

(/cholera the ak47 and individualism

she's embarrassed of her boyfriend and she doesn't even like him/)

...but she's good with movies and getting their attention the characters look at her and it goes without mention that she's bad with direction and she uses deoderant very berry teen spirit very berry teen spirit very berry teen spirit and it don't give her cancer results ring she don( 't answer

guitar picking i taste...

game over dead dramatic pop stars.

poorly dressed girls playing songs all over the city and sometimes a little too ("orange blossom you're my only") well-dressed if u know what i mean.
good recall.
let's base all of our drum beats on the sound it makez when you type a phrase

sob slob.
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(no subject) [Apr. 27th, 2010|11:33 am]
this was unexpectedly painful and horrifying. the speakers were too far away and i couldn't press stop, was i paralyzed in terror? yes, i was afraid for my life and trying to stay as still as possible in the underbrush.
i'm moving back in with my mom until you find better ways to hate me, and also watching this over and over until i'm desensitized so you can never use it as a weapon 'gainst my person again. i'm also going to continue referring to myself as "my person" at the rate of 3.2 times per minute whenever i'm around you. we're gonna even this playing field. we're going down.
and if we were to work together for one hour we could figure out beforehand how we'll both end, and i think it would look like this:
you-tracking down my evangelical christian cousin in maine, switching her census forms with sex surveys, and installing braille plates labeling everything on the property

me-not too far from here but i'll tell you differently, with an object that may look similar to, but is definitely not, a banjo.
i can't go on.
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(no subject) [Apr. 27th, 2010|02:37 am]
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i realized i'm scared of being out walking at night now. i never used to. i think it's because you left. you leaving put the town back to how it was before we got here y'kno not ours. and i've been lazy about wanting it to be mine. miss you.

i know it's wrong but i wish i had some baby food. at least i'm not one of the ones lost in a state of trying to find what's worth it. at least they're not one of the ones lost in a state of thinking everything is worth it. as long as you control what everything is. there are different ways of putting it. and it counts. i want to play ping pong with my little brothers. i think a small bat or a large bee just hit one of these windows. i bet it was about the size of a ping pong. i mean i bet it was a sign from god.
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