I have issues and I am therefore eligible.
Now marry me.
I have issues and I am therefore eligible.
Now marry me.
Tomorrow always holds the promise of something new and exciting. I am the Jetsons meet the Flintstones.
Whee! New books from cover to cover.![]()
Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like.
Fall Out Boy, "Tiffany Blews."
I suppose I'll contact that woman tomorrow.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
When will my suffering stop?
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I'm thinking that Cleveland sports have probably signifigantly shortened my life...
I wonder how could I forget this forum!?
I'm thinking that a nice cup of hot tea would be nice.
I intend to live forever...
so far so good.
Love is a powerful thing.
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There you are admist a crowd of cheerful faces. All that can be seen is just happiness. Nothing else! No tears fall from any eye or no mouth is in the shape of an upside-down 'U'. In fact makes a perfect 'U'. You search for unpleasantness, you search for ugliness but it isn't there. Nowhere around. And hell yes, your search is completed so soon. So soon you have read the expressions of every face and so soon you have even found the ability to peer inside people's hearts, which of course are contented.
Satisfied, you smile and close your eyes. Yeah, good thoughts to prevent sleeplessness.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I should really go to bed. Its 11.18pm and i've been up since 4am.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Hmmm...what should I think about?
com-pas-sion (n.) [ME. & OFr. <LL. (Ec.) compassio, sympathy < compassus, pp. of compati, to feel pity < L. com-, together + pali, to suffer] sorrow for the sufferings or trouble of another or others, accompanied by an urge to help; deep sympathy; pity
Dostoevsky Forum!
I am never washing this shoulder ever again.
And LitNet, stop being addictive. Oh, wait, that belongs in the L.A. thread.
Tomorrow always holds the promise of something new and exciting. I am the Jetsons meet the Flintstones.
This band ROCKS!!!!!
Another Monday night at work.....
wish I was home....
"I do not intend to tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at death"-anon