all in all, thanks to tool for everything they have ever made and will continue to make me feel.


at last.alright, im awake, lets do this. all night, i was up late trying to think of new shit then all of a sudden, words came by the dozen right then, thats when it hit.at last.
stopped me, dead in my tracks whats that, trying to keep me from a heart attack? dont you know me, i feed off these things i take it as a compliment when my vena cava stings you dont want to go insulting me know if you know whats good for you, you'll unhand me right now...
clocks stop and watchers watch when im at a loss for words, its absurd trying to go from bottom to top.
whic


boys are difficult.ive come lately to enjoy the weather then again i like everything when were together ive been wondering what its like to fall in love again i think what weve found here is something waiting to begin... theres a hand here waiting to be held lips here ready to be kissed skin awaiting an occupied bed this feels like something ive really missed. strange how easily something so good can so quickly be ruined so fast and so sweet like your eyes when i turn my head eyes of a color i could fall asleep in a mouth i could drown in hands i could die in skin quick toboys are difficult.


something about love.theres something about a boy on rooftops that has me falling right off has me taking my clothes off popping bottle tops and drinking lotssomething about love.
theres something about a girl under moonlight that hits you just right has you smiling all night having taken you to great heights
theres something about a boy with tattoos six two, freckles and baby blues lets me stare when hes removing his shoes making me adore his outer hues
theres something about this girl driving him insane the same thing that made him want to know her name the same girl that remove


when we closed our eyes.its funny how vivid things are when theyre happening and how easily days later can feel like nothing if anything like a dream instead of a reality like the intentions you once had while holding me the way our eyes met when you were forgiving me how our lips touched softly whenever we felt the need.when we closed our eyes.
not too long ago we were telling the beginning of a story which not too long after only became the short summary of an ending. feelings act as tools to use when in distressed, upset and in the flesh triggers when love is pounding throu
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031. FlowersEven if you can’t stand me you should still drop your panties, And then you can tell your boyfriend to please unhand me. I’m standing next to a secret garden obscured by your underwear, Excuse me if I stare, but I’m trying to figure out how to get in there. I take care in not setting off your defences; I move a park bench As a stepping ladder to help me hop over your fence – I’m going to bask in the glory emanating from your skirt, And let my fingers do the work like I was playing in the dirt. I’m first in the queue and still thinking of what to do When I finally get my chance to completel031. Flowers
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geldie
i never claimed to be an artist, you just assumed i was... i'd say you made the wrong assumption...
i've got crazy writer's block... well kinda... i've been told to write a piece and it ain't working. inspire me yo!
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geldie
i never claimed to be an artist, you just assumed i was... i'd say you made the wrong assumption...
ha.
its me.
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x.mmm.
i will carry you through the hurricane waters.
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geldie
i never claimed to be an artist, you just assumed i was... i'd say you made the wrong assumption...
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i gotta be horrible at everything, otherwise it just wouldn't be me!!
Ollie
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Not Nessecarily Stoned But...Beautiful
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look in my Journal for more details...
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geldie
i never claimed to be an artist, you just assumed i was... i'd say you made the wrong assumption...
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geldie
i never claimed to be an artist, you just assumed i was... i'd say you made the wrong assumption...
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