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July 27th, 2006 |
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"These links (July
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July 27th, 2006 |
These links
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These links ( July
25th, 2006) are not working right now
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July 25th, 2006 |
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These links are not working right
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These links ( July
25th, 2006) are not working right now
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July 23rd, 2006 |
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July 21th 2006 | Friday | About the last few day &
nights. |
good girl good
boy good food good drink. |
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Are you a Mexican?
or
Mexi-cant?
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I will Miss
Corner
And Corner
will miss many
 
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Random
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Happy
Birthday Little brother |
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"Marihuana usage has done its worst
to your brain.
When you believe and rationalize,
It hasn’t done anything to your
brain"
What me? Im fine, what are you talking
about? What was I saying?
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July 19th 2006 | Wed | About last Tuesday |
Shot like
OJ Simpson I did. |
 
 
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No Bridge, High bridge.
Karma, There is no
Sub-blah-blah whatever.
Shooting Like OJ Simpson
I did.
If you guys only new,
why, the why, my game, and Blah blah
blah.
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The Method, the Maddness,
 
the Manders...
 
"And then I was like,
dude! My Dog is not for sale man!
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The Peeps
 
 
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July 17th 2006 | Monday night | There was then Heat,
Sara drinks make it cool. |
GITH. Gith means
GET IN THE HOLE. |
10:30am
Today
is kinda hot... 98
And
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July 16th 2006 | Sun | A little about Life. |
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July 16th 2006 | Sun | About Last Saturday Night. |
Lions and tigers
and faeries, olay. |
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wanted to go with my heart, but I new
it would be the improper thing to do.
Or would it? My heart wouldn’t
pretense a false beat under a waxing moon.
That would be an attack. I am my heart.
Do I lie?
Perhaps it was stubbornness,
my hardheadedness. My stupidity? Love
makes one illogical, just sometimes.
It was burning inside me most of the
night. Even with the frozen Margarita
made for me by Mary, still, like a wicked
witches hex, I here soft whispers, three
of them all at the same time saying the
same thing in different ways, I open
my cell and then I close it again. It
would not be plausible if I went with
my feelings. You should always go with
your feelings. I’m better off
in the long run with out doing what I wanted
to do last night anyway, or so I have been
enlighten of this, but they don’t
know what I know.
It aches me so to adore
someone I know. So well like no
other except another like me. Like me,
who is free to dance at my pace in a
place were few can go. It’s better
to have love and lost then never to have
loved at all. I’ve always been
a late reaction kind of guy. And thats
no bull. |
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A Redhead,
a Brunette and a Blond
Ladies
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Tapaz
Bar Olivia
 
But why
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It was
brewy on Saturday, A something
is missing Brewy.
 
I new someone
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Pams Charm.
The shirmp
stares at me.
I didnt eat
it cause pigs cry. |
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Last
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I liked my Fire more than I like My Ice,
except, I needed my Ice if I'm going to keep
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July 15th 2006 | Saturday Morning | |
I took a drag
yesterday... So what, its just a drag . |
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bunch of angry people and the elephant man.
That’s the name of my next rock
band.
So I'm walking down the
street and I came to a thought, mind you
I came to the thought it didn’t come
to me.
I find attractive,
Shapely and skinny with fine healthy-tid-I-mention
I also find attractive full figured women who
are already-with-given the cercumstances of
my bi-polar-taste, I guess they are all goddesses,
I call them, goddess for all kinds.
To say “I’m
attracted to” would expose to the sharp
but few folks we know, some level of unconscious
premeditated finger pointing later on in a
potential relationship. So if there are stories
to tell at least you are in the clear. It wont
matter what anybody thinks. A small waist from
behind and a killer walk yeah, that’ll
get my thought flowing, its like staring at
the ocean from a NYC sidewalk trek to the bar.
Her name was Wue and she made
me blue when she walked away with her sway
in that way, to say “I find attractive” is
much more responsible and informative, with
out looking like your searching, seeking or
fishing.
What am I writing here? I don’t
know. Sometimes I will fall in love for just
20 minutes, 10 minutes, 5 minutes, or maybe
just in a subway ride from here to eternity.
Then I will f%ck'n hate you later on, and you
wouldn’t even know you just walked thru
an ocean. Some people need the adrenalin rush
of something exciting. I
think I am a love junkie. Love junkie, without the relationship
part; who needs it, another human being on
the other side of your free falling in love?
Its like tandem jumping, you wouldn’t
even know he’s there your heart is racing
so fast. It’s tricky ya-know? It’s
almost using and superficial, almost, but not
to a certain extent. It gives me drive to be
superficially in love for a moment. Like a
gift for a time that’ll pass like good
wine. Just for a moment, I wish to give you
the world and then throw you back into the
sea. It’s good, its safe and its free
to be an-in-love junkie. |
I
like being Single, I like being free, I
like that very few can dance with me. |
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important thing one has to maintain
in order to get the respect one deserve;
at least I think. Compromising your
self-respect for finality only hurts
you in the long run; it is juvenile
at best, then at least one can hope
to get away with some-what of a plausible
cause for their actions. Involving
oblivious people for a personal vendetta
is simply a casualty; depending on
the parties involved the consequences
are circumstantial, still, a kick in
the shin from ones inner child still
leaves a bruise on the shin. Sacrifices,
sometimes, must be made to prove a
point, although in most cases of stubbornness
and the means do not justify the ends.
I have seen loves ones compromise there
very lives for self-indulgences. I
myself use-to smoke alot, and to this
day, I still taste the cigs in my lungs
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Oh the Humanity !!! We
freaken ate-
-all the Sushi damn it
!!! Mash is the freaken Shis-a-maniz!!!!
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  Anyone
satisfied and secured, drawing there
own conclusion from half ass information,
about an issue, involving a two-sided
or more party of people, places or things,
are almost certainly has gotten his or
her own mislead-version-story and the
rationale for the committed events. I
have done this before, a friend of mine
tells me how a person, place or thing
'wronged' them, and I don’t get
the full details (version) from all the
parties involved. I draw a conclusion,
with half-ass or even less info; lame,
this most is, but I do it all the time
without even realizing it, simply, I
have a motive or reason for picking sides.
An unconscious motive is usually one
kind of a, adult-child phyc thing for
ignoring some of the facts, “facts”,
sometimes, that are not as easy to deal
with; now fiction thats easier. Fiction,
like a comic book, the action to make
fiction a reality is usually to make
someone out to be something they are
not; super heroes and super villains.
Its all a downward spiral no matter how
you slice it. You pay the price for being
right or wrong when you get involved
with anything in the matters of closure.
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July 13-14th 2006 | Thursday night | Friday Morning |
Turtle Girl
Tribe and Tim. |
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Turtle Girls
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My Buddy
The
Monster Mash.
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Last Night, Thurs |
Che |
The Champ Comes to Visit,
drink his drink and Claim his Fame. |
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