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NOT ALL WOMEN 
GET TO BE 
REMEMBERED.


what about girls you have murdered,
ladies you have violated,
females you have abused?

in wars
in streets
at homes 



- lonelyscribe
I'm so horny the crack of dawn isn't safe....
I don't remember what I wanted to be when I grew up, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't a broke, stressed out, over-thinker with no clothes that fit.
i'd rather be honest than impressive.
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful
A miracle, oh, it was beautiful, magical
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily
Oh, joyfully, oh, playfully watching me
But then they sent me away to teach me how to be sensible
Logical, oh, responsible, practical
And then they showed me a world where I could be so dependable
Oh, clinical, oh, intellectual, cynical
There are times when all the world's asleep
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd
Please tell me who I am
I said, now, watch what you say, they'll be calling you a radical
A liberal, oh, fanatical, criminal
Oh, won't you sign up your name? We'd like to feel you're acceptable
Respectable, oh, presentable, a vegetable
Oh, take, take, take it, yeah
But at night, when all the world's asleep
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man
Won't you please (oh, won't you tell me)
Please tell me what we've learned? (Can you hear me?)
I know it sounds absurd (oh, won't you tell me)
Please tell me who I am
Who I am, who I am, who I am
i was trying to be a good hostess and have some fun with a dear friend.. dont know how or why things got soo HEAVY or what i did wrong besides, apparently, everything
...so, it's okay for a cat to run away and hide under the bed when visitors come, but, when I do it, it's 'Rude' and 'Antisocial'.
The only enemy of mankind is hatred
Idiots Rule 

       with

Pigs in Zen
Give me My Time              
     And
Let Me Be
friends are in your mind.

enemies are in your way.
take the credit or take the blame, but don't try to give back the second one.
we live in a world where the funeral matters more than the dead, the wedding more than love and the physical rather than the intellect. 
we live in the container culture, which despises the content.
of you have the impression that life is theater, then choose a role that you really enjoy.
i prefer my puns intended.
the terrible thing about being older is - you have all this experience, and nobody ever wants to hear it.
that seems to point up a significant difference between europeans and americans. 
a european says: 
"i can't understand this, what's wrong with me?" 
an american says:
"i can't understand this, what's wrong with him?"
make friends, get the credit.



make enemies, get the blame.
Never happy with me r ya 
and I am always gonna stand back to


Lyin' back thinkin'

Hopin' as the day goes by

Peace will come to all
Everyday I see them...

Unhappy faces in their dirty little vehicles, trapped in endless lines - plodding upon the ironic "expressway" to their go nowhere, do nothing places of employment. Stalled on the roadside, in a slow lane of their own making.


Lust can ruin a perfectly good friendship.
i'm confused how a cemetery can raise its funeral prices and blame it on the cost of living.
stressed depressed lemon zest
Hin und wieder begegnen wir uns selbst, wenn wir einem Anderen begegnen.








(ICH/ L(i)eben)

les mots bleus,
dits avec les yeux, 
te rendent heureux
I just finished writing a book on penguins.


It probably would've been easier to write it on paper.





make your drunk or high friend read you one of your alliteration excercises the muses offer - for you record, to keep, for endless laughs & instant frenemy zoning
Desert Spring Snowstorm

White mist on mountains,
Spring storm breaks and flows into
our tiny orchard.

(We lost every bloom
last year when rain turned to slush,
and slush became ice.)

Thermometer drops.
"Wait!" I shout to fruit tree blooms;
hope they can hear me.