I should go to sleep hungry and wake up with my guts knotted up,
and ears open like a burnt down hute.
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Dec. 15, 2009
Dec. 14, 2009
Dec. 14, 2009
Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach to you.” But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence Dec. 14, 2009
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. Dec. 14, 2009
Dec. 13, 2009
Dec. 13, 2009
![]() Dec. 11, 2009
![]() Marge: Have you noticed any change in Bart? Dec. 11, 2009
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“If you’re that stupid and you wanna leave tha Jersey shore in the summatime, then I’ma let you leave” Page 1 of 52
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Back to the city but just as trashy!
Laura Eastaugh, Emmanuel college sophmore, The city of Boston, Hipster scum, feline enthusiast, Twi-whore,vamping since 1990, follow me on this journey to hell.
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