I forgot how hard it is to write and write well. while i enjoy my last four poems i recognize they are pretty bad. oh well this is what happens
- Mood:
Satisfied - Listening to: the call of the wild
- Reading: Your Mind
- Watching: th bengals piss away another season
- Playing: Resistance 2
- Eating: less
- Drinking: beer
Devious Comments
also, I'M BACK!
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"just another dead fag to you... but I'm glad you're on my side"
=RawEm0tion =Writers-Club ~The-Last-Stanza ~writeaway =PoetryPlease
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"life is like a bowling alley, you get a few strikes, if you're lucky a few spares and nobody really knows how to keep score. but, in the end you just end up with smelly ill-fitting shoes that squeek." ~Stimpson "Stimpy" J. Cat~
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