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I am under the bridge

» Posted By Dylan On 11.28.2012 @ 6:52 am


oblong curiousity shapless youet it had me glancing to the midnight for advice in my way was nothing how many fools had asked before am i alone who is listening if my thoughts could only be carried in the wind id tell you i love you and in every cloud youll see me im undone by your wonder my smile can cast light on this moonless quarter of you mind shape me night gaze

» Posted By dylan On 11.20.2012 @ 8:38 pm


i like to be satisfy me with cookes

» Posted By Dylan On 11.20.2012 @ 6:51 am

the first thing that comes to mind is the commercial for three musketeers. the women weren’t satisfied with life, so they needed a mass marketed, fattening, not that great candy bar to make them feel good about themselves… go watch a sunset, build a birdhouse, climb a mountain… satisfy yourself…

» Posted By Dylan On 11.19.2012 @ 7:52 pm


arts are a buttleful thing

» Posted By Dylan On 11.14.2012 @ 6:51 am


The lion roared. When you think roar, you think lion. How many of you thought of thunder, or a bear, or a dragon? We think of lions… Why? One can never know.

» Posted By Dylan On 11.09.2012 @ 5:08 pm


themselves mean that it is some one
i am a yfyfyfyfyfy

» Posted By Dylan On 11.09.2012 @ 7:17 am

The people liked the carnival. They enjoyed the roller coasters, kettle corn, the quirky carnies; but they especially enjoyed the mirror house. They could look at themselves looking at themselves looking at themselves.

» Posted By Dylan On 11.08.2012 @ 11:09 pm


its like i have the presence to call the cops

» Posted By Dylan On 11.01.2012 @ 7:51 am


my solution is doing my dishes at home

» Posted By Dylan On 10.24.2012 @ 7:52 am


teeth are a bone that is in people mothea

» Posted By Dylan On 10.22.2012 @ 7:53 am


It’s obvious and cliche. It’s not what I want. It’s too easy or else too difficult.
It isn’t real.

It isn’t what matters. You are wasting my time.

» Posted By dylan On 09.28.2012 @ 7:43 am

You and me in this room. I hold a cup of something. (It’s just to keep my hands busy.)
Most of the time I don’t think of you at all.
I think you begrudge me that.

» Posted By dylan On 09.28.2012 @ 7:39 am

My fingers can almost grab it, but it’s slippery. I have no breath. I want more than anything at this moment to dive and dig and disappear under the moss and the rocks.

» Posted By dylan On 09.28.2012 @ 7:24 am


tj the day before i ledt for italy, i when shopping. There was a bunny at the store he was brown and fluffy. Why am i writing this i don’t know

» Posted By dylan On 09.25.2012 @ 5:55 am


Hinges attached to the wood and split and split and split and split
you won’t find my contents
theres a pad lock
you’ll have to wait until it rusts
or you find the piece of paper
with the code
under the fridge.

» Posted By dylan On 07.28.2012 @ 7:17 pm


The paper stretched before him as he adjusts his tie. He looks out at the crowd, stares each one in the eye and without hesitation reads the words aloud on the paper. “I love you all”

» Posted By Dylan On 07.26.2012 @ 10:06 pm


Stuck. To the bottom. And when I pull it latches back and clings me down. But with a scraper mobility becomes possible. But I soon miss the stick- the feel, the sound- but I rather like where I’m going. So I’ll leave that chewed piece behind.

» Posted By Dylan On 07.25.2012 @ 9:48 pm


together and creates a new entity. He never thought he could feel as complete that as he did that day… He could see the entirety of his past and the eternity ahead of him. He was void.

» Posted By Dylan On 07.23.2012 @ 9:19 pm



» Posted By Dylan On 06.21.2012 @ 8:55 am


she danced like a slut, gridning all up on him like no bodys buniessness. The esrogen was flowing though her veins like a river flowing full of salmon. She wanted to mate, hard and fast. As if by some chance the males could smell this, getting closser and closer to there mark. She was gridning,

» Posted By Dylan On 06.07.2012 @ 9:52 pm


A necessity is something someone can’t live without. I can’t live without her. She completes me, makes me feel invincible, helps me throughout every struggle I’m forced through. I need her. She’s a necessity. Yeah, I know.

» Posted By Dylan On 06.03.2012 @ 9:39 am


is the study of buildings and other structures and how they are built. damn this shit is hard im gonna keep writing til 60 seconds is up lalalalalalala time is running outttttt

» Posted By Dylan On 05.30.2012 @ 7:26 am


People have talked to me before about my beliefs. People have told me that I should try and find God within me. To them I say that I have tremendous respect for religious people, but I just don’t have it in me. The thought that there’s some dude in the sky controlling us all just seems ridiculous to me, sorry.

» Posted By Dylan On 03.12.2012 @ 9:34 pm


i am not adopted…i wonder how that would be.kelly is not adopted either…i think….there was that mailman.ap

» Posted By dylan On 02.09.2012 @ 6:24 pm


What are the odds that a man who’s name is Charles is going to be the President of the United States on day? Tell me, what are the odds that you will be president? Or I? What about him, over there? Her? No?


» Posted By Dylan On 01.29.2012 @ 12:40 pm


I don’t like being in a dim light,
I think being in a bright light is better. First of all, the reflection of metal is brighter
I like that. And the color is more clearly.

» Posted By Dylan On 11.29.2011 @ 8:36 am


Laughter is fun and happy,
It is said to help you live longer
It joys others as well as your self

» Posted By Dylan On 11.21.2011 @ 11:15 am


search hearts on wiki and get a full article and paaste on here
it works

» Posted By Dylan On 11.17.2011 @ 8:52 am


I am not left-handed I have been right-handed ever since I was born. My cousin is left-handed, and he is pretty strong for a 5-year old. He turned five last August. He has brown eyes and brown hair.

» Posted By Dylan On 11.16.2011 @ 6:22 am

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