/clueless.ciao. (:
journal : goodbye, moon.I suppose we can all say "Goodbye, Moon" now that NASA's going to run into it with their 78 million dollar spacecraft. They're doing it to look for water, apparently. I know we don't have a lot of fresh water here, but we have ways of getting it without wrecking something that could help us pay back the deficit we're growing. Or, maybe we could plant gardens off the sides of highways like Ladybird Johnson did before she died. The money could go towards parks, after-school programs, food banks, the possibilities are endless. Maybe it is all in the name of science... but there's a time andjournal : goodbye, moon.
journal : biblical relations.No, not really, if you actually know what relations (in the biblical sense) would happen to be. I just thought it would be fitting for what I was thinking about rightjournal : biblical relations.
now...
Is it wrong to turn down someone when I know that it wouldn't last?
True, I don't know whether it would have worked out for the best or not, but I have a very strong feeling that it wouldn't. Why? Well, there's the fact that I'm not particularly attracted to him (not to sound shallow, but there has to be some sort of attraction). Oh, and the fact that he's an atheist. That definitely
poem : an elegy.You watch the other side of the sun, as it sets in the west Here I sit by my own, wondering where we'll be next When you're on the other side of the world, I'll have time to do naught While the night places it's cold, blue shadows I lose the freedom of thoughtpoem : an elegy.
We could do anything, we would never say no And what you confide in me, I shall confide in you
A storm is coming tonight, examine and profess The son of God shall once again come down to us in distress You shall stand naked by the truth and the anguish of the world He will try your strength, and he will your morale unfu
prose : starlight in vegas.I flew home from Vegas one clear winter's night, watching the stars fall beside the plane at thirty thousand feet. Was God acknowledging that he heard my thoughts? After all, no one was looking out the window but I. At one point (whilst looking into the darkness) I asked something of Him: "Are you making this just for me?"prose : starlight in vegas.
Then the streaks fell, again, as I finished the question in my mind. God tends to show things to those to search... You could search with me.
Relief
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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Why moral vegetarianism is silly
[link]
Check out Romance of the Five Tribes [link] A Comic Fury site. [link]
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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Why moral vegetarianism is silly
[link]
Check out Romance of the Five Tribes [link] A Comic Fury site. [link]
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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Why moral vegetarianism is silly
[link]
Check out Romance of the Five Tribes [link] A Comic Fury site. [link]
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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