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I love my toothbrush and that there are so many kinds. Toothbrushes for us, toothbrushes for kids, pink ones, green ones, blue ones. There are even black ones too! Toothbrushes with tiny bristles, toothbrushes with colourful bristles, hards ones, soft ones and even medium ones.
» Posted By Renato On 02.20.2015 @ 7:02 am
At the mercy of fate. We think we have a decision but it’s already been decided and it’s already been written. There’s already an ending. We just don’t know it yet. We’re just living out a story just like reading a book where we are the characters and we don’t know what’s next but there’s already an ending.
» Posted By Renato On 01.01.2015 @ 4:46 am
I want the word, i want my word, i want One Word.
» Posted By Renato On 05.01.2014 @ 4:40 am
i was running alll the way home when i got stuck in son stupid rails. I tried my best to get out of the, but i found my courage had been stolen by the situation.
» Posted By Renato On 09.30.2013 @ 8:50 pm
Bangin’ around in a cigarette… She isn’t in love… I thought the new experience would set the mood for something else… But our future was clear enough when I was looking at the stars and she kept complaining about how cold it was outside…
I should have learned new sensations wouldn’t make me feel the pleasures of another man…
» Posted By renato On 01.05.2013 @ 3:44 pm
Would it be possible, I mean reasonable, for you to be a bit nicer? I mean you’re just so stupid.
» Posted By renato On 10.07.2012 @ 5:00 am
Distressful fear of hands which didn’t knew that rocks were just as real as them. You were renewed by love because we were like two enemies in love with one another. Each heart held various sources of energy to the heart of the other.
» Posted By Renato On 10.04.2012 @ 3:54 am
I tried to forget the signs. Ignore objectivity and listen to world’s subjective reality… Impossible… It’s hard to keep empty spaces as empty spaces… The mind without thoughts and the senses without objects… Only the feelings of a primitive heart…
» Posted By Renato On 10.02.2012 @ 1:40 am
The signs were clear enough. She said she was forced to do it, but they just wouldn’t believe it… She was guilty of a double mosquito homicide. Sending her to prison just wouldn’t do it… She had to burn to repay her sins… Damn blood… Have to clean my pillow again.
» Posted By Renato On 10.01.2012 @ 1:59 pm
The fawn was like a flower in the left hand of a dead man who never knew his son. Beautiful… yet… sad.
» Posted By Renato On 09.29.2012 @ 12:06 pm
Help! I need somebody to feed my anguish and disrupt my fate before dawn. There’s an exquisite pain in my back; sunflowers blow the wind away; don’t try to feel or else you’ll be stoned away by the beauty that lies in the smallest of things… Then you’ll really be cruising… Think about this: if you can observe your thoughts just like you can observe a flower, then who’s really doing the observance?
» Posted By Renato On 09.27.2012 @ 3:07 am
Before the beginning there are no ends. I’d like a stew of meat and vegetables with that. I hate stews.
» Posted By Renato On 09.25.2012 @ 2:42 am
Before I was template and fame, counter and table, centaurea cyanus and jasmin, i was a rock on seldom sky which birds loved.
» Posted By Renato On 09.25.2012 @ 2:33 am
I don’t think about my family tree very often, but over the past year, I have sort of felt a cultural identity crisis. I have an “un-American” name and I’m often considered hispanic. My Dad was born in Argentina…but does that make me hispanic?
» Posted By Renato On 08.01.2011 @ 7:08 pm
The audience is who the performance is for. The audience changes everything, one can not truly be himself if there is an audience around. True friends become real friends when they are no longer an audience and rather companions. I hate audiences
» Posted By renato On 03.27.2011 @ 11:21 am
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» Posted By renato On 02.27.2011 @ 8:52 pm
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» Posted By renato On 12.01.2009 @ 10:04 am
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I am curious as to why this word appeared. The first thing that I thought about was tree, and then after that I thought about the smell. It makes me think of Georgia, of the Blue Ridge mountains, where my childhood friend lives. I came out to her on the phone last night. I would have much preferred to come out to her in person — possibly under a pine tree.
» Posted By Renato On 12.14.2009 @ 11:30 pm