UntitledCasey sitting in his desk squeaked his uneconomical, name-brand shoes against his Calculus class’s floor. I gave my ears intently to it. The van beep sounded from his shoes. Precedent of the noise I had paced out onto a carport under a terminal in Dallas. The frore concrete seemed to meld to my rubber shoes covertly; undermining any suspicion. The lady, 2 rows ahead, was stalled getting out of her blank, white van. I was moving toward her at a pace to surprise, but not to be noticed. She cast her eyes in her mirrored visor one “closing curtain” time examining her make-up and eye liner as it was supposed to be. She thrust her excessively bulkeUntitled
Poem of the Wasted LivesPoem of the Wasted LivesPoem of the Wasted Lives
Sleep is my alcohol in the fridge Sleep is my cocaine at the club Sleep is my steroid injection Sleep is my stealing hand Sleep is my premarital sex
Sleep is my injustice against the justiced to further myself Sleep is my heroine in the public restroom Sleep is my rebellion against what’s best Sleep is my marijuana while driving Sleep is my torture of the future
Sleep is my murder of those who have wronged me Sleep is my destruction of a recluse’s home Sleep is my listening of hatred to imburse Sleep is my ecstasy
If Truth Changed Would We KnowDo you want to know the truth? On the night of November 17th, 2006 I was riding to my girlfriend’s house through the brisk, frozen wind on my sister’s old scooter. The sidewalk beside the swift, fleeting cars of the highway was wicked with rocks, tree twigs, and harsh unleveled terrain. My body through the wind was as a knife through potatoes. It was fast, but I felt the thickness, the rigor of the sidewalk’s determinacy to stop me.If Truth Changed Would We Know
My wheel possessed no control over its path as I smacked into the next hump. The scooter dashed out into the bristle of green beside us as I darted into the rightmost lane of the high way. My la
Casino Royale!
Cheerful
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If you judge people, you have no time to love them. -Mother Teresa
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Ahem, OONZ OONZ OONZ OONZ.
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"Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all."
-William Goldman "The Princess Bride"
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Ahem, OONZ OONZ OONZ OONZ.
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Dodge THAT one!
It's the start of..... Snow Ball Fight 2006-2007 !!!!
One rule to this game....
You can't hit someone who has already hit you!
Now... go out there and get as many people as you can, before they get you!
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ire suggests greater intensity than anger, rage suggests loss of self-control, and fury is destructive rage verging on madness
trust me, I'm a psychopath
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