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i used to have a stencil of a house. it lived inside my house. the house i used to live inside. the stencil is gone. the house is gone. but i am still here. why?
» Posted By aa On 05.04.2015 @ 9:45 pm
Ms. Richardson used to make the best eggnog which was spiked with rum. I have never liked eggnog. It’s too sweet, syrupy like, but boy she’d have you going back for seconds. I miss her.
» Posted By AA On 01.20.2015 @ 6:49 pm
Mirage is butts, lol. Big bouncy butts bouncing up and down. Butts pooping, butts farting. Butts farting out big smelly farts. Mirage is also ass, sweaty ass that smells bad.
» Posted By aa On 09.27.2013 @ 10:11 am
sentence punsihment evil i don’t know, send an email, or a letter or something apples 1st of march
» Posted By aa On 03.01.2013 @ 4:41 am
reality the truth what is occurring in real time not fake, happening life plants society not dragons me you
» Posted By aa On 12.24.2012 @ 7:35 am
what is it that makes us take commands from someone in the internet that we will never see the faces of? long sentence but feels all right to say.
» Posted By aa On 08.23.2012 @ 11:55 am
surround me enclose me protect me restrict me both home and prison secret garden walled fountain shattered sturdy around
» Posted By aa On 02.07.2012 @ 4:41 pm
» Posted By aa On 10.18.2011 @ 1:44 pm
I just went to the corner store and bought a pack of cigarettes then kept walking, kept walking till my feet could walk no more,
» Posted By Aa On 10.03.2011 @ 6:25 pm
mint is a good thing which freshes your breath. i don’t know why this word is come in front of me but i like the cheewing gums with it also.
» Posted By aa On 05.28.2011 @ 6:56 am
Drains feel like simple inventions but hey man, they do lots of everyone. Imagine the floods we’d have experienced if not for these simply heroes. And of course, they do smell at times. But what they do for us outweighs this. So take a good look at your neighbourhood drain today and marvel at how wonderful it is!
» Posted By aa On 01.17.2011 @ 2:53 am
believe in what?
I’m not sure i believe in either.
I want to believe he really means it when he tells me he loves me.
» Posted By Aa On 12.10.2010 @ 12:11 am
AAarrrgg Run Run!, its coming straight fo………..
» Posted By aa On 08.17.2010 @ 4:03 pm
He put the bottle down and sauntered towards the bed. As he hauled himself onto the sheets he muttered: “What are you doing here?” just as he passed out. But the time he woke up the next morning, I had left.
» Posted By AA On 08.08.2010 @ 12:25 pm
Step into the space. Close the door. Shut the curtains. Shut your eyes. Open them. You are somewhere different. You are someone else. You are not alone.
» Posted By AA On 08.05.2010 @ 4:18 pm
I am cross. Furious in fact. I throw the chair. It breaks. I throw a mug. It smashes. I pick up the knife. I put it down. I pick it up again. And put it down. I stare at it and think, do i really want to do this?
» Posted By AA On 08.04.2010 @ 12:24 pm
He stood outside the fence, on his tip-toes peering over. Inside the garden he saw two children playing with stones. Inside he heard the sound of a piano.
» Posted By AA On 08.03.2010 @ 1:27 pm
Jack looked down into the box. Martin grinned at him.
“But there’s none left – of anything.”
“I know,” said Martin, as Jack began to cry.
» Posted By AA On 08.02.2010 @ 11:26 am
I reached out my hand – and it’s mine. And then I drop it and it smashes.
» Posted By AA On 07.30.2010 @ 12:29 am
We have it made. We’re the future. Homes. Jobs. Money for going out. Money for this and that. But even though we’ve got it made, we feel hollow.
» Posted By AA On 07.29.2010 @ 12:27 am
he made it out of stone. It wasn’t supposed to be torn down, but it was. I don’t know who he was. I don’t know who I am. Where am I? Why? I don’t even know if anyone can hear me, but im still talking.
» Posted By aa On 07.28.2010 @ 11:36 am
No sir, don’t go there, sir. I’m asking you. But he doesn’t listen. I’m property. I’m his. His can buy me. He can use me. There’s nothing about me that can’t be bought or sold.
» Posted By AA On 07.27.2010 @ 3:08 pm
Cut in half, left on the floor, does it keep moving? Is it alive? What is the worm doing? we stare down, then at it other. It stops moving after 30 seconds. something oozes out. Not blood, but something else. life, maybe. it was not what we wanted to happen.
» Posted By AA On 07.25.2010 @ 1:24 pm
i dont know mine. and i dont think its anything special.
but yours might be.
» Posted By aa On 05.17.2010 @ 1:09 am
empeached to do what I wanted to
» Posted By aa On 05.11.2010 @ 12:02 pm
keep that in mind
i love you
» Posted By aa On 02.02.2009 @ 6:07 am
no where or
go where you want to go
» Posted By aa On 03.24.2009 @ 8:07 pm
you are a villian and you sucks. a villian is a bad guy.
» Posted By aa On 07.16.2008 @ 5:01 am
The first keypad that comes to mind is my phone keypad. I keep dialing the same number over and over hoping that something will change, that he will change, that we will change… but we’re not going to… and why can I not accept that? That stupid phone keypad represents everything that will never change in our relationship, so why do I keep dialing? It’s a lost cause. So maybe I’ll stop dialing. And Just let it go.
» Posted By AA On 03.06.2009 @ 12:55 pm
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the convertible is an awesome car. top peeled back like the skin of a potato. most badass cars come in a convertible form. like all the old school cars. in short, the convertible is pretty much awesome. let the wind run through your hair
» Posted By aa On 11.11.2008 @ 2:15 pm