peacocks dancing
Saturday, November 21, 2009

when i think,
it's like sand.
when i feel,
it's much to bland.
when i cry,
it's like stones.
when i laugh,
it's made of bones.

By Sharon Maas in Peacocks Dancing



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now
Tuesday, November 10, 2009

And here we sit
A screen each
If only
all could be simple as that
Babi Buluh will be a memorable day
as others



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shoutscream punchkick
Saturday, November 07, 2009

I feel,
..... No (that doesn't sound right..)
I WANT
..........
.... to blow someones head, kick that someone real hard, scream that persons ears off, punch that person with all I've got and.... and......... and...........
it might just be you.
But.
I'll be nice,
because I shall choose to.

Cheers.



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Joyousomologicallyjo
Have you ever heard of the small little blue-pink girl in the turbo pick up truck?


Speaketh your mind..


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