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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
 seeing?May 29, 2003 12:36 a.m. Related Reading Okay, so I think I've days away from starting to referernce the Christian guy by his name. ...ie I think I can actually say we're seeing one another. or maybe rather ...dating. I don't want to get ahead of myself and say it's anything more than that yet. But...we went out last night ...well rather I went over to his place and chilled with his friends some of which are my friends. We all ended up going out to Denny's and then around 3:30am he and I watched the Boondock Saints. I wasn't sure if he'd like it given the violence and language and then there's the hold 2 catholic guy killing people aspect....but he really liked it. I told him that I was worried he wouldn't like it and he told me that I had no reason to worry. By the way, how awesome of a girl am I, the movies I picked were Gone in 60 seconds and the boondock saints. so I ended up dropping him off at his car around 6am. and when I got home my dad was up. then tonight my mome ask me if I 'spent the night with that guy?" she basicly asked if I fucked him!!! can you believe that? doesn't she know me? wow. ugh, there was none of that. just a bit of cuddling... And we're going back out tomorrow night. Back to the Catus to see Piano man Bruce. yeah, I really like him. and oh he's 6'9. I knew he was tall but...wow. |
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