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Originally posted by Kimmi

hello

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Originally posted by SportTrance hello

hello to you too you big sexy man.

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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.

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Originally posted by Slylee the first stage of life or conflict is trust v. mistrust when you are a newborn....but that's more about cognitive development as an infant. as far as trusting people in general as an adult, i guess it's learned and your experiences you go through shape your attitude towards people. i guess i am sort of like maaz...unless you give me a reason right off the bat that i shouldn't trust you, then i am pretty trusting. i am very sketchy and observant w/ people sometimes too though. i have been dicked over before by friends who betrayed my confidence but it's hard for me to hold a grudge, i dont believe in that. basically if it happens, i can easily forgive but that doesn't mean i will go right back to sharing personal things with them or being how i was before. you just have to be careful.

Ditto.
(nicely put too)

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"...End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path...one that we all must take.
The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all change to silver glass...and then you see it...
...white shores...and beyond...the far green country under a swift sunrise."

if you ask those kinds of questions alot (like what is the meaning of life) and try to answer them you will eventualy die of a brain an-u-r-izm (fuck if i know how to spell it) in your bathtub




on a sunny day of cource

just a thought

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