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To all of the homebodies everywhere, there's nothing wrong with staying home, this cruel world just don't care, evilness, and strife is certainly shown, I'd rather be in Solitude, and completely all alone, There is so much darkness, and malice Today, Please be safe, Trust God, and just continue to Pray, In stead of going out Is in the house I'd rather stay!! B.R. Date: 7/31/2025
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 10:51 PM UTC
Homebodies
One of those ******* awful black days When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour These are the days when I hate the world Hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things And then I hate myself for realising that There is no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received and how we shall end These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents But sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick, They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold Walls of grey Nothing good on the radio Not a thought in my head Be safe I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that you'll wish you were dead. Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow Frame by frame With two minutes that take ten years to live out Yeah, lets do that. Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky Metal arms outstretched So much land traveled, so little sense made of it It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract topography, methane covenant, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, Stygian emissary, torturous lice, mad Elizabeth Chemotherapy ******** The light within me shines like a diamond mine Like an unarmed walrus Like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog pond, too full a closet burst open in disarray Soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, ******* deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory, movements The movie unpeeling, unreeling, about to begin I've seen your hallway, you're a dark hallway I hear your stairs creak I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection Racing thoughts, racing thoughts All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again I'm tethered to this post you've sunk in me And every clear afternoon now I'll think of you up in the air twisting your heel, Your knees up around me, my face in your hair You scream so well, your smile so loud, still rings in my ears. I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that you'll wish you were dead Inhibition, Distant, tired of longing Cleaning my teeth Stay the course. Hold the wheel Steer on to freedom Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Times Square midday Newspaper buildings, news headlines going around You watch as they go, and hope there's some good ones Those tree shadows in the park they're all whispering shakes and leaves Around six pm, shadows across the cobblestones Girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slow and careful paints her face green and mask like Like Matisse' portrait with green stripe Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot The light within me shines like a diamond mine like an unarmed walrus like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail A steam turbine, frog pond, too full a closet burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, ******* deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory, movements The movie unreeling, about to begin
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Nov 4, 2024
Nov 4, 2024 at 3:37 AM UTC
'Be Safe' by, The Cribs
One of those ******* awful black days When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour These are the days when I hate the world Hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things And then I hate myself for realising that There is no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received and how we shall end These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents But sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick, They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides, my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold Walls of grey Nothing good on the radio Not a thought in my head Be safe I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that you'll wish you were dead. Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow Frame by frame With two minutes that take ten years to live out Yeah, lets do that. Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky Metal arms outstretched So much land traveled, so little sense made of it It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract topography, methane covenant, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, Stygian emissary, torturous lice, mad Elizabeth Chemotherapy ******** The light within me shines like a diamond mine Like an unarmed walrus Like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog pond, too full a closet burst open in disarray Soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, ******* deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory, movements The movie unpeeling, unreeling, about to begin I've seen your hallway, you're a dark hallway I hear your stairs creak I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection Racing thoughts, racing thoughts All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again I'm tethered to this post you've sunk in me And every clear afternoon now I'll think of you up in the air twisting your heel, Your knees up around me, my face in your hair You scream so well, your smile so loud, still rings in my ears. I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that you'll wish you were dead Inhibition, Distant, tired of longing Cleaning my teeth Stay the course. Hold the wheel Steer on to freedom Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Open all the boxes Times Square midday Newspaper buildings, news headlines going around You watch as they go, and hope there's some good ones Those tree shadows in the park they're all whispering shakes and leaves Around six pm, shadows across the cobblestones Girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slow and careful paints her face green and mask like Like Matisse' portrait with green stripe Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot The light within me shines like a diamond mine like an unarmed walrus like a dead man face down on the highway Like a snake eating its own tail A steam turbine, frog pond, too full a closet burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, ******* deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memory, movements The movie unreeling, about to begin
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Let the corona go away And I shall meet you back and forth With more of temptation to be explored! May the corona go away And I shall kiss and **** you With all the bite marks to go along Let the corona go away And I might get inside you! With no where to be out!
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 9:05 AM UTC
Romance in corona times
When she goes out, it's like it's her last night alive. When he goes out, he clears his mind by taking a midnight drive through the countryside. After a long night alone in an empty bar, she decided to take a chance and get in her car. He went out too but didn't make it very far. Only 10 miles. 10 miles from home, 2 lives were lost. 10 miles from home, she didn't think about the cost. 10 miles from home, 2 families will never be the same. 10 miles from home stands a memorial with a picture and their names
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC
10 miles from home
She tied a black ribbon around my wrist Like a dark lake reflecting moonlight And in my enchantment, I missed The ribbon was tied far too tight She tied a black ribbon around my neck So cold on my skin like ice And in my fervor, I failed to see The ribbon was knotted up thrice She tied a black ribbon around my heart Winding its way through my veins She gave a tug, and I gave a start As her ribbon turned out to be chains
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 1:29 PM UTC
Black Ribbons
Anacondas and vipers are the serious biters. Cobras and mambas can create deadly dramas. Garden snakes and kingsnakes tooth marks still ache. Be cautious or else you'll end up being nauseous.
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
WATCH OUT!
Sweetheart you need to be have a flatter stomach Put down that soda pop Or one day it will make you pop Put down those puff pastries Or one day they will make you the Pillsbury Dough-girl. Take up crunches and sit-ups And just ignore when your body screams for food Take up ******* in and waist trainers And just ignore that ******* in all day weakens your muscles pushing you further from your ideal Hey good lookin’ you’d be prettier if you had smaller thighs Stop eatin’ them donuts They turnin’ you too dough Stop ordering your pizzas in larges They turnin’ you large Start doing some squats Just ignore your back screaming in pain Start running sum more Just ignore that bigger thighs mean a lower risk of heart disease and premature death And a simple request from everyone else: make sure your hair always looks like a girl from a movie, that your skin is flawless, you dress perfectly, are always happy, smiling constantly, have an aesthetically pleasing Instagram, be in an adorable relationship, know all the newest music and shows You know what just be perfect but not to perfect -love society
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 3:28 PM UTC
Thick Thighs and Typical Truism
We are friends, and will only be friends. A part of me regrets my decision, Us as a couple, We both liked each other, We kissed, sparks flew. But, never forget the power that has. Relationships have the power to grow apart. Friendships grow strong, harder to break. I will miss the gibberish, I will miss the hearts. But in the end, I wont be missing you, because I will have you, You will be there when I need you, You will be there when I fall. Our friendship has grown forever strong. I love you mostest September 14, 2016
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
Friendship (September 14, 2016)
theres something in your eyes i didnt see an second before something to the way you curl your lips something to the way you grip my waist when we dance something to the way you flash your devilish grin at me after a wink is there something on your mind? is it to do with the way you rake me up and down while i dance? or the fact i saw something white at the bottom of my glass before i drank it down? i only met you a few minutes before and you seemed nice enough when you bought me a drink only now you dont seem so nice when i blink once more and im no longer dancing or laughing with my friends im lying in a cold dark room with my clothes torn and bruises on my legs as though i had a horrific battle and the sickening feeling im not quite what i was a few minutes ago
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
a few minutes ago