Love Child
One Love
When will she ever learn?
When will I ever learn?
When will I ever learn?
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Love Child Strikes Again
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NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Something strange is happening
The posts are multiplying
Multiplying by factors of three
The posts are multiplying
Multiplying by factors of three
OnyxOverdrive
stealth ninja
where have all the scented trees gone? Long time passing
Loktar
Pinata Whacker
Same place all the cowboys went. Cowboys and their tree fetish. Yeesh.
NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
They went to where they can figure out how a tri angle can be round. But some of them hang from the mirror in your car. Soaking up you smokes, tokes, cokes, whiskey, scum and cum. Their's is a sorrowful existence. Know what you do, yet unable to throw up a little in their mouths.
I Love Cunt
Watch It
This thread is right and pure man
NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Thanks. But there's truth in its purity, and we aims fer that.
NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Oh, I know
eloisel
Forever Empress E
New snow is pretty.
Having a fireplace when there is new snow on the ground is really nice.
Like living in a painting of someplace quaint and cozy at the end of a path winding through a forest colored with all the shades of autumn and on the other side of a foot bridge spanning a little river just barely more than a creek, but just enough so that water still flows underneath its frozen surface.
New snow is pretty.
Having a fireplace when there is new snow on the ground is really nice.
Like living in a painting of someplace quaint and cozy at the end of a path winding through a forest colored with all the shades of autumn and on the other side of a foot bridge spanning a little river just barely more than a creek, but just enough so that water still flows underneath its frozen surface.
New snow is pretty.
NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Especially if it has no footprints in it, just to let you know that no one has passed your way. Then you get to wonder. Is it hard pack or soft, kind of like ice cream, but with no flavor. Can you make snow balls or ski aloft? Or is this just frozen eye cream? Lovely as a Christmas Card, but powdery. nothing to make snow folk from. So you throw another log on the fire and wait until first light to try on your new boots.
Loktar
Pinata Whacker
New snow is pretty when your a kid
Throwing snowballs and sledding then
Drinking hot cocoa by a warm coal stove
Not so pretty as an adult shoveling your driveway
and digging out your car
too tired to lift a cup of cocoa
you drag your sorry ass to bed
for some restless achy sleep
eloisel
Forever Empress E
New snow is pretty.
A crisp, white blanket covering the debris left from a fall past,
moonlight spilling across it, illuminating a path not taken,
and muffling the sounds of the night.
Peace and calm, quiet and silence.
Yet, crystal shards hang in the air,
to prick and pick skin gone unaware
that is now no longer innocent.
Under it all is a sense of excitement about to break free
the second the snow melts.
Until then, new snow is pretty.
A crisp, white blanket covering the debris left from a fall past,
moonlight spilling across it, illuminating a path not taken,
and muffling the sounds of the night.
Peace and calm, quiet and silence.
Yet, crystal shards hang in the air,
to prick and pick skin gone unaware
that is now no longer innocent.
Under it all is a sense of excitement about to break free
the second the snow melts.
Until then, new snow is pretty.
eloisel
Forever Empress E
New snow is pretty.
A crisp, white blanket covering the debris left from a fall past,
moonlight spilling across it, illuminating a path not taken,
and muffling the sounds of the night.
Peace and calm, quiet and silence.
Yet, crystal shards hang in the air,
to prick and pick skin gone unaware
that is now no longer innocent.
Under it all is a sense of excitement about to break free
the second the snow melts.
Until then, new snow is pretty.
A crisp, white blanket covering the debris left from a fall past,
moonlight spilling across it, illuminating a path not taken,
and muffling the sounds of the night.
Peace and calm, quiet and silence.
Yet, crystal shards hang in the air,
to prick and pick skin gone unaware
that is now no longer innocent.
Under it all is a sense of excitement about to break free
the second the snow melts.
Until then, new snow is pretty.
NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
You should make copies of that with a picture, for your holiday cards, E
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NeonMercuryASH
beer, I want beer
Ilk nailed it. She has great elan in that regard. This thread was right and pure. Will the spirit visit again? i hope it doesn't feel we failed it. I mean pushed too hard. The sight of a delicate star. Don't blink hard or you'll miss it dissolved in rain. I wonder what would Mal do?