now we'll do just what we like, cause agendas fray like faithful tatters, and placebo poetry immediately unfolds, a pre-emptive placenta
jemima surrender, cause that's what i hear
the review of a progress report
comfort with pieces of kokopellis
i'm gonna give it to you - cause i came here for chaos
and the fuck it feeling that frays with fun frills
how's everybody doing tonight? could not contact blogger? that's okay - you'll find it in the fray - a carrier wave? i've heard the words before - B o C buzz
it's an easy chair, veils and vantages, memories...
what do i let on that i know? heh - that sort of flow...
it amounts to more mound - having attained the tools
silly headgames... powder... substance... poetrite...
possibilities...
dissociatives... fits a pattern... where othere's have, yes, i remember now, self-expereimentation - it all fits a pattern, fanfic, and reality, it will get wrapped up in that gravity, lol, all of a suddeen, ways out you never imagined, the creaky holes popping up again, creek street node, this time?
some aesthetic flange...
philomystic
so here goes be ying down the hollow - but with soundwaves like these - see? who could appreciate ? those days that vitamins came my way - it can't be cracked but has to function...
keep those
ceiling tiles
coming
cause
god knows, i'm not worthy
goddamn soun sysmtes
uh oh
cruved shadows loook like selvesss yeah....
keep going - like that -
exp k sub - + re wiri
re wiring of a mind - available appenfage''''''
pontoic please let me get beyond the dpdsa gdoddsamn pontiaca thasrasodaw wsoe alsdkjaspijasp]] glowre
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foruy u sdg hgererere'
3/10/08
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cut the last 3 words from almost all the lines
got any jethro tull?
a shot for u, my friend, a shot for me
straight whiskey.
think u can handle that?
hey htc, what up?
:)
how can u tell someone they smell like a
dirty
dishrag?
is there a nice way?
maybe work the earth thing in?
ugh.
lol
only if it's jameson - vous sentez comme un chiffon sale de plat
cheap whiskey. can't afford the jager any more.
everyone is depressed. even my daughter, 'the sunshine gurl'.
she got a new tat for her bd. it is friggin huge. she on my myspace page, 'jana'.
gotta go, visiting a friend who is house sitting.
take care,
tash
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