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Taking this junkWe are the pills-as-candy kids. The screwed up, bad-line-from-a-bad-song generation. We prescribe ourselves Prozac, Zoloft, Aterol, anything. We become our own rock ‘n roll nurses, shooting up drugs into our scalps, only this time, Johnny, it’s not heroin. No side effects like that; more subtle, more addictive, more cool. We flaunt our pills. We wave them in the air like banners, like the scars on our arms, flaunting our self- mutilation. Blood pouring down our cheeks, darling, believe me I know whatTaking this junk
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The only reason i like society for is personal hygiene .
"I hate love poems"
laughed my ass off.
And want someone like
you to critique my poems
be honest. Just don't
break my spirit to quickly.
Appeciate much.
Me.
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To the world you are one person, but to one person you are the world.
and welles.
<strike>together. naked.</strike>
i mean in seperate pictures.
and totally platonic.
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If I killed one man I killed two.
but apparently not.
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If I killed one man I killed two.
Three drawings up today, I'll put up more later if I a) drag my ass over to the computer lab, or b) Ben gives me that fucking scanner.
Maybe I'll write something and put it up later
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"Nevertheless, I do know the Golden Rule...Fuck the gold, he who has the nickle-plated makes the rules"
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It's different now, the quietness, the stillness of it all, in the frantic darkness, it lies, it begs, it pleads, to be let free
I am glad you like Luci, she has become a favourite of mine. When my friend puts up his comic I'll post more of her
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"Nevertheless, I do know the Golden Rule...Fuck the gold, he who has the nickle-plated makes the rules"
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It's different now, the quietness, the stillness of it all, in the frantic darkness, it lies, it begs, it pleads, to be let free
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