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uhmm....more magentic poetry.... they say purple is bitter through time an enourmous bed shakes but a cool summer sleep like winter never leaves a mother to sing from bare pink ...

more magnetic poetry.... why your fiddle roses like wax loves beat our tiny void with these lazy symphony boys delirious dream men aching with eternity languid lucious goddess or a ...

Both? I vote cats, simply because I can't stand the doofy little costumes my aunt puts on her poor poodle/bichon mix puppy. Besides being dumb as a stump, the thing ...

Just to clear up any possible confusion, I wasn't simply referring to physical injury.

I always have a problem when people complain about homosexuals "throwing it in their face". I think homosexual persons and bisexual persons have as much a right to talk about ...

tame (two letters...I know....) :o

Written at the Wizard's Chest (the greatest store in existence). Not profound, perhaps, but I like it. language of impossible machines the sound she flies like bliss to be truth, ...

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Aww! Thanks Nate!

With a languid motion, she ran her fingers up and down the length of it, relishing how it was all at once firm and soft beneath it's cover. Deftly, she ...

I used to do this all the time when I was younger, without even knowing what I was doing. I have whole notebooks filled with illegible genius yet to be ...

fill i was feeling dirty

*sigh* now children.... Since WHEN am I a 'tricky witch' Avalon? Who're you, Saint Teresa?! Gah!! All joking aside, Morran welcome, it's wonderous to have you, and I cannot wait ...

[EDIT: fifth draft] i was thrust and the womb of the world opened up springing forth i rose dripping from this birthplace and opened my eyes i cry for comfort ...