ALL I WANT |
IS TO BE ON THE WINNING TEAM. AND YOU.how many more bulletins or blogs or messages do i need to log my situation in for you to tell me what i'm doing here? i know nothing now. YOU PROBABLY DON'T EVEN ... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Tue, 06 May 2008 01:35:00 PST |
damaged potholes |
i could make them all dance, or i could sleepi could walk with a limp and make your step feel incompletepeople are made of matchsticks, life is but a flamenote at the craftwork door the last smirk of ... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 07:23:00 PST |
this is my way |
justice must be taught, fissures through pressureyou could never imagine how i speak burdens Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 07:28:00 PST |
i have become |
i have spent an eternity looking for youi have given up on my post-mortem pastimes and severed every tie linking to the truthi was excretion with abortion, dispersed through the bullshit sciencea cut-... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 08:00:00 PST |
undeniably amused |
i'm frostbitten, slippin away titanic burden nurseswhere the anti-hero clergy purge their value burning serviceand warped was i huddled beneath the influenza fresh, meshed with impressions that appear... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 08:03:00 PST |
depths of darkness |
when we would cut ourself to find the use of skin, i fell in love with youwith open hands and mouths we gave in to the artifactsand you split open wherein my corpses liepassed on to taint another forc... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 03:08:00 PST |
melancholy manuscript |
simply put i think you’re stunning, and what about some kids?a couple dogs, a couple cars, a four bedroom crib?look i’m not trying to jib, i’m just speaking from the heartbut we can ... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 10:26:00 PST |
this is becoming unbearable |
i don't expect any of you to understand anything i'm going to say, save for maybe a few of my fellow good sirs.i seriously don't know why i'm stuck here, stuck in this. i don't know why that, now that... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 07:51:00 PST |
in reality we suffer |
well, guy in a skeleton costume comes up to the guy in the superman suitruns through him with a broadswordi flipped the television offbring all the bright lights up; turn the radio up loudi don't know... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 05:13:00 PST |
hahah i haven’t laughed this hard in a while |
"the effects of obsessive gaming on children"i've played games since i was a child. i now lead a perfectly normal life with a steady job, and gaming was the initial factor to strengthen my social life... Posted by il rispetto di nostro on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 11:42:00 PST |