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[Justin F]

I hurt
I shat
I feel good

This one takes the cake Good on you bro, keep it up and you may be heading for a Pulitzer.

[dandmantra]

a PEEEWWWWlitzer

[S. Chadwick]

stinky poon

BOO!

[oldskool]

edit

[ßéñjåmmiñ]

the broken box full of rocks
rocks the sox right off my feet as I walks
where I'm walking to I'm not sure
but I'm sure I'll get there less a box or two
even if it leaves my feet bare
I feel that i must just freakin' get there
where I came from I don't care
but back there I'll go if you don't bust that evil eyed stare

[JPExpress]

Wipe
Blood
Bad
Ouch

[ßéñjåmmiñ]

I'd eat flying tacos too if they were deemed non toxic
but bridge jumping is not my thing 'less it's royal george
then I'd be in a phat sky gliding outfit on to boot
so get off my case about the china plate skeet shoot
before I pull the plug on this outfit son, got root?

[JPExpress]

Soft
Suck
Hard
Shoot

[djtylerdurden]

I never wanted to be different -reposted
Category: Life


I never wanted to be different,

I just wanted to be me.

This is all I know to be.

I have a dream.

These famous words I scream!




I choose to follow my own destiny.

I choose to follow my own dreams.

Doing what is right for me.




I know who I have to be.

I know what has value to me.

Born knowing that I have to carry the qualities

To be a social super star.

But preferring my own periods

Of quite solitude.




I am as gentle as the breeze

I am as wild as a tornado,

I am often misunderstood.
I must choose to give all that I can.




I have been high and I have been low.

I have been quit and I have been heard.

But it is the voice inside that matters.




My song has to be sung.

I must see it through.




There is a power in me,

Strength from with-in.

A vision and a dream

That those will remember

when they think of me.




Determined to find my way.

Determined to overcome all statistics.




Tyler Durden

True Skool Music 2007

[fishinfishnchips]

Toe Jam... By Thaddy P

Its brown and crusty
and smells like old cheese
I tried to snort it
but it made me sneeze
It taste like the cardboard from a Cracker Jack box
It starts to ferment when I dont change my soxs
I save it sometimes in a jar by my bed
When I get lonley I rub it on my bald head
Toe jam is our friend happy to be among us
My one guilty pleasure is playing with fungus

[ßéñjåmmiñ]

a jar of polished memories sits on shelf reminding me of my past self
where would I be today had I never met the likes of you,
how much more empty would that jar be?
who's shoulder would I be crying on?
who would I stay up late with enjoying some nostalgic laughs?
where would I be without your positive energy in my life?
for whatever reason our paths crossed and something inside of me has not been the same since,
we have shared so much of our lives together as friends it would be impossible to fathom...
what would it would be like without those special times, memories and conversations?


exceptionally exquisite life-echoes elevate excogitation
affectionately appreciating your astounding amiability
your breath,
my life,
my breath,
your life,
it all compounds consequently
conjuring intimately intertwined thoughts and feelings
earnestly embracing your exceptional elegance
allow excavated emotions to effervesce effortlessly


what it means to me to have you as my unwavering accomplice,
my enduring synergetic companion,
simply put, you are my best friend and there is no better way to put it.
you are my best friend and I love you.

[JPExpress]

I once met a guy named Goofy
Who's breath smelled like poopy

[Larz]

Beer
by Larz

Beer taste good
Beer taste better when it's free

Beer is cheaper in the hood
Beer made me hit a tree

Beer puts me in the mood
Beer makes me pee

(((Belch)))

[dandmantra]

I wanted everything to be ok
you never really know until it's over
the worth that's held in words is great
I'm fine with what's been said
the part the strikes the core of me
is waiting for goodbye
the anticipation sleeps with cruelty
conception of the love child
crying at night is not a contact sport
yet bruising occurs inside
when I look into my own eyes
confusion meets compassion
and I subside

Another night another mistake
though well intended with the waking
another day lays before me
another sleeping heart is breaking.

[Jason_Arclo]

I knew u had a soul dan....