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Out of a Bookyou and i should just / run away and / live in a castle
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Jul 5, 2010
there is no past or future but only presentthe other day / a though popped into my head: / how much of our lives we spend
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Jun 7, 2010
i blame morals and horomoneswhat the hell is love anyway? why is there this supposed special connection to someone. And why do we fret so much when it goes away? what makes it different than a friendship? is it the extra doses of horomones you get from kissing? (wich, lets face it, is oly a trigger to the brain to think of ****** contact) why must humans search and find this ONE person the propose impossible promises to? Most animals just let their ****** need envelope them when they choose and dont think too much on the subject. But doses of religion and morals of society prohibit us from doing that. Are those morals the things telling us to seek out this unreasonable aspect of love? are those morals the secret to these pain-inflicting circumstances? becasue, all feelings are are certain levels and mixtures of horomones in the brain, so love is nothing more than a science. The thing that seperates the link between enjoing someone as a friend and as a suitor is *** and the eason people get heartbroken and cry over losers who hurt them are merely the fault of morals
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Jun 6, 2010
When water drove me insaineToday i was sitting under the shower / and thinking / thinking about all the teenage woes i have
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May 27, 2010
I like thathave you ever been in / a situation where / you see someone
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May 27, 2010
Pathetic Cheesy Love PoemI love the way you make me feel / its as if time stops / it seems so surreal
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Apr 27, 2010
Things You'll Never Knowi never got to tell you how i soaked / up every word that was wispered from your lips. / I was sure you were true
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Apr 27, 2010
Tightropes and other such feelingswant to know whats worse than being "owned" by someone? knowing that at / any / given
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Feb 23, 2010
Why must i be a pessimist?Maybe it's the past / That comes creeping out to day / That changes how I think
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Feb 17, 2010
Why do i dread what has not entered upon my life?Every morning / I wake on the same bed / Dress in the same room
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Feb 17, 2010
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