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It was early fall, the leaves were vibrant when I crawled to the bar, catch myself a weekend buzz. Fred’s drinks were pure trouble, more jet fuel than mixer. I mean you could torch your breath after just one sip. Rock blared there like a live concert, loud enough to make you a deaf mute after just one drink. The dark walls swirled, moved in & out, carnival-like, I purred-down Jack-elixirs. I first saw her shining from across the Mahogany bar. She was hidden in the shadows, a real good looker. Her amber hair was crazy, blowing everywhere like the bride of the stitched-man, electrode-neck. She might have been a ****** or a nose-candy queen, but after what the bartender gave me, it really didn’t matter, life was played hard on the edge in them days. I was enthalled with her, captivated by her lady-vibes, she was the perfect last call. We sang rock and roll songs in my 455 rocket, crawled the back roads, looped all the way to my country-place. We were on auto-pilot, dropped our guards, fell into each other’s embrace. She smelled like salty-patchouli, had a killer innocent-face, kissed me with fire, such strong desire, a beautiful-wantonness. Her eyes were so red & green, indeed she was the consummate, the prettiest, late-night dream girl. She was bathed in bright ink, the sun, the moon, the stars, vividly scrawled on her back along with a frowning-tiger. Above her privacy, I spied a smiling-gnome with outstretched arms screaming, “I Wuv You.” I obliged him, there was no fighting her ***** to the wall demeanor. We shook the planet, frolicked way past the wee hours, deep into the noon hour. When the earth-shattering stopped, I was hung over on her & the jp4. We crashed still trashed, I still don’t know how I ever got her home.
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC
We Crashed Still Trashed (I Don’t Know How I Ever Got Her Home)
It was early fall, the leaves were vibrant when I crawled to the bar, catch myself a weekend buzz. Fred’s drinks were pure trouble, more jet fuel than mixer. I mean you could torch your breath after just one sip. Rock blared there like a live concert, loud enough to make you a deaf mute after just one drink. The dark walls swirled, moved in & out, carnival-like, I purred-down Jack-elixirs. I first saw her shining from across the Mahogany bar. She was hidden in the shadows, a real good looker. Her amber hair was crazy, blowing everywhere like the bride of the stitched-man, electrode-neck. She might have been a ****** or a nose-candy queen, but after what the bartender gave me, it really didn’t matter, life was played hard on the edge in them days. I was enthalled with her, captivated by her lady-vibes, she was the perfect last call. We sang rock and roll songs in my 455 rocket, crawled the back roads, looped all the way to my country-place. We were on auto-pilot, dropped our guards, fell into each other’s embrace. She smelled like salty-patchouli, had a killer innocent-face, kissed me with fire, such strong desire, a beautiful-wantonness. Her eyes were so red & green, indeed she was the consummate, the prettiest, late-night dream girl. She was bathed in bright ink, the sun, the moon, the stars, vividly scrawled on her back along with a frowning-tiger. Above her privacy, I spied a smiling-gnome with outstretched arms screaming, “I Wuv You.” I obliged him, there was no fighting her ***** to the wall demeanor. We shook the planet, frolicked way past the wee hours, deep into the noon hour. When the earth-shattering stopped, I was hung over on her & the jp4. We crashed still trashed, I still don’t know how I ever got her home.
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I confess, I got blitzed on whiskey & she might have eaten a worm, but what happened next was just a blur. Elbows and derrieres, the fragrance of lilac, a taste of succulent waters, granite & pewter. A bit of fine red lace, her smiling face, traces of smoke lingering from salty breath, her sweating sun. A running fan & moving crescent moon, an electric band crooning, "Ramble On" with an etched gremlin smiling, his arms outstretched, reciting, "I Wuv You's" above the pretty waxed nest. I confess, I got blitzed on whiskey & I swear she ate the worm.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 6:26 AM UTC
The Mixing of Whiskey & Tequila
WW ( (•) (•) ) v ~<>~ X I see you --- --- --- --- Metalic dreams ! Spider man love ! • She calls to me to come out of the vast fascism That has become The death knell song We worship •• ( the fascist song we worship ) I WUV YOU I WUV YOU WON'T YOU **** ME PLEASE MY KNEES ARE SO ****** FROM CRAWLING ALONG I CAN'T HARDLY EAT THE **** OFFA THE STREET THAT THE FASCIST PIGS OF THIS CORPORATE STATE HAVE LEFT FOR US TO HUMILIATE ANY REAL FEELINGS WE MIGHT STILL HAVE •• I see you •• She calls to me to come to her In a real sense For real love •• She says LEAVE THESE DEAD POETS TO THEIR SELF AMUSING IDIOCIES ! THEY WON'T CHANGE THEY ONLY REINFORCE EACH OTHER 'S PAIN TO EASE THEIR OWN •• ( she too Sees ---- you ) •• Sweet mercy ! Compassion ! Grace ! •• ( is BERYLDOV LEW correct ? ) Is this healing humor Or hurtful sarcasm ? ) •• Does anyone care what wisdom remains In the metallic dreams Dying Dying In our Spider-Man hearts ?
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC
heal dog heel
is et up by sumbuddy when u weave it dere or hide it when u weally wuv it even if you pretend to hate it all dere is is crumbs left
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May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
Evewyfing
Met you in the fall; loved you through the winter; you left me in the spring In between, you saved my life. True love need not be forever to be true.
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
Twoo Wuv - for Joy
"                                                                           (             •                ) /^\ ^ /^\ ^ /^\                                                 & she ain't gonna do it no more No She ain't gonna do it more •         • ain't gonna be the               Fake ain't gonna keep saying I LUV YOU ! I WUV YOU ! to any boy who might take her Someplace // she tired Of the hurtin game she plays And she ain't gonna play no more ! Treating love            like love and war Are just the same mistake Indulged in by the Empty soul And the Poor in Spirit with broken heart // She gonna find her strength She ain't gonna die no more Just to be in a strange man's arms :: She be tired So tired So tired of her love • ( & me just sittin here across the floor ! )
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC
... tired ( she be -- tired ) tired of her love
I Wuv U I wuv u to the moon and back and then forwards again I wuv u more than any chick could love it's mother hen I wuv u more than rainbows and big blue butterflies I'll always wuv u most of all no matter how time flies I wuv u now, I wuv u tomorrow, and twenty years from now I wuv u bunches, bunches, bunches more than you could ever know how I wuv u as a wittle kid and as a big girl too Through all the world, you can know this, I wuv u
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
I Wuv U
I leave to work and its true That work **** without you My mind lost in wishful thinking Staring at my phone not blinking Your texts so sweet make my day The worst day I know will be okay Well I have to go back to work P.s I wuv you an sowwy I was a ****
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
p.s
I want to surf the crashing waves of motion in your shoulder blades, glide along your neck until your ear’s the platform for the thoughts of sweetly singing heartstrings getting brought to harmony and pitch by the bouncing drop and lift of your laughter, so catch me with your banter, I’m a fool for you and you know it. Why hide it?
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Jun 28, 2021
Jun 28, 2021 at 1:36 AM UTC
Twue Wuv
. //// • || <> ## fulfillment ~~ they looked at each other Amid the 1000 butterflies And the intense giggling ! The feet shuffling The blood rushing to Genitals in deepest pulsating ! AND THEN !!! ;; and then ! One of them Red with full blushing ! Gaze drifting Between ground and eyes Mutters So bravely ( if not perhaps so honestly ) I WUV YOU ! ( I mean ) I LUV YOU ! ( I mean ) I LOVE YOU ! ( yes ! Yes ! /// that's it !!! ) .:: And .... The other dripping with wild eyed madness ! Replies with a brave fierceness And anticipation Of endless copulation On beds of DEVINE roses Of eternal pure duration I WUV ( I mean ) LUV ( I mean ) LOVE YOU TOO !!!!!!!!!!!! // and at the age of 15 Their lives are fulfilled // ( until they aren't ) // And they go off to the MEAT FACTORY looking for jobs amid a broken and lonely existence
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
"""000///--- fulfillment -- \\000"""
*I love you I hate you I love you I hate you Cliche But it's true.*
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Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 6:11 AM UTC
Wuv
Ruv you Ruh-uvving you (high notes) I wuv ruv ruv ruv ruv ruvuling woo woo-oo-ing woo no idea why
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Feb 1, 2023
Feb 1, 2023 at 12:52 AM UTC
This is Ruv
Lilah, I remember when I was going through a really hard time last year, you were there constantly even when it felt like I wasn’t and you didn’t mind. You didn’t mind not understanding what was wrong but as long as you could console me to a certain extent, you were pleased. You’d give me this face thinking that I’d crack a smile and seeing that I wouldn’t budge, you’d put on the Lauryn Hill station on Pandora. You’d paint these pictures that were messages that said, “Don’t Leave Me! I Wuv U” and ”You Are My Everything, Dont Go”. I’d glance at them when you were in the process of adding more and more decorations in watercolor.. but I never let the thoughts behind it actually resonate in me. I didn’t care about how my actions or thoughts could hurt or affect anybody, I couldn’t eat or think straight but that’s what heartbreak does..hopefully you won’t find that out soon. I thank you for that now though. Supporting me with the little things that you do.
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Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
lilah*