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Town is where you grow up and where you are raised. Everyone has their own memories in their town. It is what you make it. I’ve lived in the same town my whole life and I love it. Anywhere else I feel out of place.
» Posted By Ray On 03.04.2012 @ 2:14 pm
Losing is not fun. Losing is awful. Sadness. Confusion, Not being able to get something back. Melancholy. Loss.
» Posted By Ray On 02.24.2012 @ 6:32 am
Advice many people crave this but not many can give it out. Only the wise can. Advice can help many people and solve many problems.Advice is such a great thing.
» Posted By ray On 10.16.2011 @ 4:14 am
There was a rally when I was younger. It snaked through the hills of Mparo and all the way to Bunayaruguru. Many drivers came from all over Uganda and the dust wall could be seen as far as Rukungiri.
» Posted By Ray On 09.14.2011 @ 7:45 am
soft beautiful. luxurious impeccable. smooth and easy, no imperfections. love, and lovemaking. cool and warmth. silk.
» Posted By Ray On 08.23.2011 @ 9:32 pm
i missed you terriby, she wrote in her letter, but somehow i didn’t. I knew that you were gone, but i couldn’t grasp it, or make myself believe that you woulndn’t be there waiting for me when i got home. your smile, your beautiful laugh.
Even though i missed you , I didn’t , because i couldnt believe that you were gone.
well now i have grasped it.
» Posted By ray On 08.19.2011 @ 12:39 pm
I missed you this week. I don’t know why. It’s been ages since we’ve talked, but somehow… I didn’t really notice until now. It started five days ago. I couldn’t sleep. All I could do was think of you. I don’t love you, and I probably never will, but I need you there. I miss you.
» Posted By Ray On 08.19.2011 @ 11:21 am
ous of blue plant life running in bulbs, sensuous, full, exploding. lights flipped on and rooms ecstatically lit. no limit to understanding once some light lets in.
» Posted By Ray On 08.06.2011 @ 12:32 pm
Sometimes we leave it open sometimes we lock it. Protect, preserve or forget. Theres nothing we can do but lock it up and lock it down. Our doors, our minds our hearts.
» Posted By Ray On 08.05.2011 @ 9:48 pm
i am ill to the sromache. it really sucks cause movies tonight. being ill makes me feel sad for all the ill people in the world. how does being ill affect my life, it jusi could be ill forever and nott be able to do anything ever again.
» Posted By Ray On 07.25.2011 @ 9:31 am
The proper form of loving yourself, and sending your best self forward. Too be proper even when you feel improper… and to decide if you should waste your breathe, or hold it in, and let it hide your true self.
» Posted By Ray On 07.14.2011 @ 1:01 am
I held her hand on the soft shore that night. We both gazed into the sky. I ask her if she saw a shooting star. She did and wish for me. I kiss her and her tight. That was the last time I saw her. Oh my dear I miss you so
» Posted By Ray On 06.19.2011 @ 11:41 am
Wondering is the most fantastic thing on the planet. You can sit for hours and wonder who you will be, wonder about the meaning of life, wonder about god. Just wonder. But wondering only goes so far. Commit to an idea, and then go for it! Wonder is just potential.
» Posted By Ray On 06.17.2011 @ 2:23 pm
I feel so happy, and my cheeks turn up at the corners. And I’m glowing all over at everyone I see. Smiling at strangers on the street, or at little kids with sticky fingers pressed into their car windows, or homeless people with sad, lost eyes. I love people, and I love to pretend that by showing them a glimmer of teeth they can feel my love. And maybe they will love me back.
» Posted By Ray On 06.16.2011 @ 10:56 pm
I hate these things they make people look greasy – however, if you play a guitar you might make them work for some mad sex appeal. Reminds me of that dude in Billy Talent who has the Will Smith Haircut with massive side burns. I can’t believe they used to be the “thing” in the 80s. Nuts.
» Posted By Ray On 05.29.2011 @ 11:33 pm
mint reminds me of love. It reminds me of the taste I got in my mouth after my first kiss, and the ice cream we ate before it. He told me he loved me, too. That was a good day.
» Posted By Ray On 05.27.2011 @ 5:04 pm
mint is the cold feeling of anew peice of gum, a new turn of fate, and new chance to prove yourself to the world. sure, the taste runs out, but then its just time to start a new piece, a new chapter of life. a new chance to shine.
» Posted By ray On 05.27.2011 @ 2:18 pm
mint is a wonderful taste. like the ice cold winter breeze, the icy feeling of the doctors skin, the cool taste of gum, the electricity of lovers. Many strive to obtain such senses, but never find out how
» Posted By ray On 05.27.2011 @ 2:16 pm
There is a phone booth at the end of the street, which has been there since I was three-years old. Nowadays, everyone are using their own mobile phone, the booth is standing there without much usage at all.
» Posted By Ray On 05.25.2011 @ 2:34 am
Once upon a time there was a thief. This thief stole things. Little was it known that the masked thief causing all the mayhem was actually a girl. Little did they know, the thief was a child, or they appeared to be a child.
» Posted By ray On 05.23.2011 @ 11:26 pm
All the dreams I’ve had. So many places and people. Emotions. Pain. I’d gladly take the bad with the good to have it all back.
» Posted By Ray On 05.16.2011 @ 10:27 am
uch how people drink vidka at night i used to like it they think theyre cool so pathetic horrible tast the worst drink ever unless its a dirty martini then its not that bad, olives i do like to eat. hi. im hungryl i hope i wasnt pooisned
» Posted By ray On 05.14.2011 @ 10:28 pm
Although looking similar to clever, is not, in fact, the word clever. It is clover, bringing to mind leprechauns and the Irish. The 4-leaf variety at any rate.
» Posted By Ray On 05.01.2011 @ 12:49 am
“Open the package!” cried the young boy. He knew the contents of the wrapped box that his father held firmly. “Not yet, son. We have to get inside first.”
“But dad! I want to see the robot!” He was jumping up and down from the excitement of seeing his new toy.
» Posted By Ray On 04.19.2011 @ 6:18 pm
Acoustic guitars. Hmm. I actually don’t know the difference between acoustics and not simply because I don’t play guitar or listen to it. I prefer piano.
» Posted By Ray On 04.18.2011 @ 6:17 pm
It’s about being an executive of your own life. You need to take charge. You need to make a difference in how you run your life’s work. You can’t fire yourself. This is your only job.
» Posted By ray On 03.30.2011 @ 9:23 am
I wandered lonely upon a cloud. Is that from thoreau? I think it is. I’m wandering. I’m wandering, you see. There’s nothing much in the form in tangibility it’s all lost in in the doubt of serenity.
» Posted By Ray On 03.14.2011 @ 3:42 pm
Its your final chance, give it your all. Try your very best for this is the last chance you will get to achieve this goal. Give it your all and hope for the best.
» Posted By Ray On 03.03.2011 @ 8:12 pm
Be specific. Narrow in on one possibility. But is there really ever just one possibility? One answer? They say we all end in the same place, we all have one life… its all about how you live it. And there are so so so many more possibilities than one. One in a million. And one specific instant could lead to the rest of your life… that one in a million, specific incident leads to a specific interaction with that specific person, who would have been a random person. And they end up sharing a specific love. Happily ever after?
» Posted By Ray On 03.02.2011 @ 4:21 pm
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I dislike pills. They remind me of hurt and confused times. They remind me of why my brother cannot be my older brother. They remind me of dependency–dependency on something inhumane. Almost robotic.
» Posted By Ray On 02.06.2011 @ 1:29 pm