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broken tokin artichokin how much smoke are you smoking purple goat boat that’s broken now you see your spins are spoking
» Posted By zac On 09.07.2017 @ 6:08 pm
a flannel hugged her hips tighter than many men ever had, yet wishful eyes were always present. always wishing and hoping they could be as close to her as the sleeve knot that lie resting under her navel.
» Posted By zac On 09.05.2017 @ 7:14 pm
interesting source of knowledge based on legends. huge thought coded in story. not to be taken seriously or lightly.
» Posted By zac On 01.16.2014 @ 4:21 pm
Dark and dismal like no other. I try to wake to no avail. My reality is nothing but a fantasy. Nothing different than before.
» Posted By Zac On 12.21.2013 @ 10:25 pm
Cities are the greatest creation by man. Stable communities for people to live in. Places for people to call home, businesses to start. Without cities we’d be living in huts across the country. No sense of man with man could exist, and people would still be living by themselves, thriving by themselves, with no contact to other human beings.
» Posted By Zac On 03.17.2013 @ 10:15 pm
Sometimes in life, the big issues aren’t always overt. We like to focus on details, without seeking out the bigger picture. Putting bandaids over symptoms, instead of fixing the illness. Sometimes it isn’t obvious, but we need to pull our heads up sometimes, and see what’s going on instead of keeping our noses down and trying to fix the world one bill at a time.
» Posted By Zac On 03.15.2013 @ 2:34 pm
Blasted away. The shot carried through his ears for what felt like centuries. He fell to his knees. The gun hit the floor. His brains on the wall. His blood staining the carpet. No more pain.
» Posted By Zac On 03.15.2013 @ 1:07 am
Nothing is eternal, everything erodes away. Even the rock we live on will be gone after out children’s children’s children are gone. Nothing lasts forever. Live with what you have. You won’t have it long.
» Posted By Zac On 03.14.2013 @ 2:31 am
i don’t get it how is this a prompt,
» Posted By zac On 08.15.2012 @ 8:09 pm
I have no beliefs. That is a lie. I have many beliefs just not in the traditional sense. I do not know what to believe. In a certain sense I do not think it matters. What is important is to live. Live without worrying about anything. Thinking too much leads to paralysis. The end.
» Posted By Zac On 03.12.2012 @ 10:21 pm
I’m so tired of this word. Professionalism is overly glamorized in this country. It seems like everyone is obsessed with it. You have to be some mindless corporate robot in order to be successful. It seems like the “American Dream” is nothing more than perpetual contentment without actually ever finding true happiness. Happy Monday!
» Posted By Zac On 03.05.2012 @ 6:31 pm
he bellowed out of the roofs and the windows declaring a new tomorrow. above him were zeppelins bearing the same message: that life would come anew, hallelujah. Below, the swarming masses were wretched and sobbing, their pain extreme. The man above did not understand them–they did not understand why he would morph from their hopes into a monstrocity. He was the gargoyle named faith.
» Posted By Zac On 01.17.2012 @ 6:56 am
Deny popularity. it is the death of success.
» Posted By Zac On 08.18.2011 @ 7:42 am
What was it all for? Did you have fun? What did you really win?
» Posted By Zac On 07.18.2011 @ 9:50 pm
I am a trophy. trophy. trophy. phony. bologna. into me. trophy. lie to me. my pride. trophy.
» Posted By Zac On 07.18.2011 @ 8:37 pm
I woke up grabbed my pack of cigarettes. As i lit one up and turned to the nameless face laying next to me in bed, I grinned with a certain satisfaction, similar to how a lion must feel after his kill.
» Posted By zac On 07.16.2011 @ 1:45 pm
I woke up grabbed my pack of cigarettes. As i lit one up and turned to the nameless face laying next to me in bed I grinned with a certain satisfaction, similar to how a lion must feel after his kill.
» Posted By zac On 07.16.2011 @ 1:42 pm
Clover. Like, four leaf? I heard four leaf clovers are actually common in one part of Ireland. Must be why it’s there symbol. Didn’t clovers originate from there as well? I don’t know. There’s that futurama episode with the seven leaf clover.
» Posted By Zac On 05.01.2011 @ 6:51 am
So, I was performing for this audience, and they were super critical. They kept heckling me, and laughing at me, and they even wanted me to get off the stage. But I didn’t listen to them. I didn’t care what they thought. They are all just a bunch of idiots anyway.
» Posted By Zac On 03.28.2011 @ 6:21 am
our secrets hide in our words. The very words which we would use to deny there spectral existence. Why should we hold onto such a strange policy. Share secrets and share life and know thy fellow brother
» Posted By Zac On 03.22.2011 @ 10:16 am
elementary and broken down to the bare essentials, totally stripped of its adjectives. the building blocks of complexity, the foundation of illustration. a concept.
» Posted By zac On 03.01.2011 @ 8:35 pm
Out of this world never to be read again. Out of print and out of mind, knowledge never to be .redeemed. Up in flames silent words never to be uttered again. A true nightmare.
» Posted By Zac On 01.30.2011 @ 7:51 pm
There’s no such thing. That’s the beauty of it.
» Posted By Zac On 01.07.2011 @ 10:50 pm
The stranger the better. Could it be that truth is stranger than fiction. Things that happen are far more weird than things our mind conjures? I don’t believe it.
» Posted By Zac On 01.05.2011 @ 11:28 am
What is it you see when the world goes dark? Do you still notice the similarities between you and them. They are still there, and will always be, but why focus on similarities when you can see in yourself what will never be in them.
» Posted By Zac On 01.02.2011 @ 11:07 pm
Moving through this plane. One path leads to another, never ending, limitless.
» Posted By Zac On 01.01.2011 @ 7:58 pm
Waste away the years wishing. Acting not. Hope is lost upon the sullen mind when actions lay by the wayside. Heartless and joyless. Wish not on dreams, follow your dreams and all the secrets will be known.
» Posted By Zac On 12.29.2010 @ 9:30 pm
Wishing the madness would never end. Follow the starless night to the perimeter and gaze into the abyssal wonders. The truth awaits you in its eternal love.
» Posted By Zac On 12.29.2010 @ 9:25 pm
paperclips go on paper aND CLIP stuff together amazingly they can be invented to creat amazing clips for paper. Now paper is an interesting invention that is almost alway snecessary for paper clips you see. Paper clips can be bent into shapes like dinosaurs or dragons or kaleidoscoped of colours for all typed of paper clips liek green, blue, yellow pink and orange. yes mnow 60 second sis a logn time to type abotu paper clips but they are very intiersting and i love paper clips okayyyyyyy paper paper paper paper clips clips clips clips. If your name wa spaper lcip it would be very embarrasing and oyu would be teased a lot yoy paper clip, you mof o paper clip go clip your self, i’ma clip yo wings paper clip
» Posted By Zac On 12.23.2010 @ 12:17 am
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One day I saw a boa constrictor. I don’t know its name, I don’t even remember what it really looked like.
But I remember its sadness.
I remember looking at it, and feeling his depression. I wanted to free him.
I wanted to bring him home.
» Posted By Zac On 12.17.2010 @ 12:59 pm