"Warning, spoiler alert!"
-John Timmins (Any time he described "how his day was.")
http://www.mklprc.com/Mormon_masturbation.html
There are words we should never use. Are we simply a cycle of sleep in some being and death another [cycle] or the awakening of an alien that yields to a consciousness beyond the strange creatures?
"I, for one, am glad the answer is an unequivocal 'yes'."
-Ethan Rhine in his book entitled What is the Answer?
Who knew that the fact that stupid ideas are interesting implies that interesting ideas are stupid?
All I know is that I can't infer without implications, which is quite interesting.
What is misfortune but an out of body experience where we connect with ourselves?
Let's cling to what we don't have and what we documented to remember who we didn't confess to, who we didn't admit to. We'll cling to what we think we have in lieu of what we were letting go of. There was no other time I was afraid to die.
2.5.10
Niripsa
An older sugar darling morning to you. I'm just trying to be naughty.
"So it's been a few years and so what if sexual maturity occurred in those years. What was had in any interval was had regardless."
Fillmore Stroud on the set of "Being Sixteen"
I sat on the counter in my robe and heard the clock ticking in the next room. The phone rang and I walked into the bedroom. I listened to this tone three times before answering. I brushed my teeth and called Yvonne back to discuss her affairs. The babysitter could not watch the kids tonight and Yvonne would drop them off before 7:30 pm. I stood up and walked through the kitchen and dining room before exiting the house and rifling through a box of letters and bills and postcards.
The car was rusty and loud and the leaves on the ground lie unaffected by the vehicles' passing. The passengers had said few words which equated with a complete thought or two.
The night was a black light. The events were white t-shirts, felt posters, and colourless dreams. To say the ending was dressed and ready to go out would be overshadowing the shared continuum between the lovers and the friends. The sky was a goodbye as backs were laid on and stars were rain drops of revelation shining on the dark. They never want to do this again.
Is there reason to capture in different light or possible with diminished mental capacity?
"Just feel a different way." Rob said.
"Okay." Bobby replied.
"Do you feel better?" Rob asked.
"Yeah I feel different, but I don't know what it's like."
"What do you mean?"
"Ya know, like going to the bathroom, something to do when my tummy feels funny."
"Let me try."
"Do you feel different?"
"I feel...like I..."
"So it's been a few years and so what if sexual maturity occurred in those years. What was had in any interval was had regardless."
Fillmore Stroud on the set of "Being Sixteen"
I sat on the counter in my robe and heard the clock ticking in the next room. The phone rang and I walked into the bedroom. I listened to this tone three times before answering. I brushed my teeth and called Yvonne back to discuss her affairs. The babysitter could not watch the kids tonight and Yvonne would drop them off before 7:30 pm. I stood up and walked through the kitchen and dining room before exiting the house and rifling through a box of letters and bills and postcards.
The car was rusty and loud and the leaves on the ground lie unaffected by the vehicles' passing. The passengers had said few words which equated with a complete thought or two.
The night was a black light. The events were white t-shirts, felt posters, and colourless dreams. To say the ending was dressed and ready to go out would be overshadowing the shared continuum between the lovers and the friends. The sky was a goodbye as backs were laid on and stars were rain drops of revelation shining on the dark. They never want to do this again.
Is there reason to capture in different light or possible with diminished mental capacity?
"Just feel a different way." Rob said.
"Okay." Bobby replied.
"Do you feel better?" Rob asked.
"Yeah I feel different, but I don't know what it's like."
"What do you mean?"
"Ya know, like going to the bathroom, something to do when my tummy feels funny."
"Let me try."
"Do you feel different?"
"I feel...like I..."
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