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Random ThoughtsOn my keyboard, the U and I keys have stopped touching each other.Random Thoughts
I would bang a guy with bags under his eyes and when he's asleep, I'd use them as punching bags.
Loose lips sink ships, so what do chapped lips do?
If people are hot with too many clothes on, how can they be hot in the nude?
My grades, match my bra size.
I'm so artistic, that I have sex with bottles of paint.
Sometimes I cover my penis in glue, so that you can't get away.
Beards are a coat for your face.
I think foreskin is better, y
by ~scissoring
PsychologistThe scariest thing in the world is to find out you have a mental disorder. You're sitting there in a cold, leather chair while this doctor tells you what's wrong with you. Like she jumped into your brain and pieced it all together to form one beautiful puzzle of mental illness. So she sends you out the door with a label pinned to your chest to let the whole world know what's wrong with you. And in your hand, a bottle of pills that are supposed to finally bring a smile to your poor mind's face. You're sitting there thinking, "Is this really going to work?" as you thumb the label and run your hand over the cool, ink letters etched there permanePsychologist
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What Lives In You?Once upon a time, There were 2 people And they lived in my head. They would scream and scream And never shut up. One day I said, "I'm done with this insanity" And cut open my head. The 2 people jumped out, And I put them in a jar. I watched them scream at each other, Everyday, nonstop And I would laugh. "I love you" I told them Smiling at them, happily. One day, They finally murdered each other And I buried them in my backyard. "Goodbye" I said, As my eyes leaked madness.What Lives In You?
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The Phantom Masturbator"Oh geez it smells like farts in here" Emily said as she plugged her nose. She had not farted and no one else was in the room so it was a very perplexing situation. Maybe I smell like farts, she thought to herself. Little did she know that lurking in her closet, there laid the answer to her mystery. The answer being a stranger who lurked in the shadows of girls' rooms known as... THE PHANTOM MASTURBATOR!!! There he sat, naked with his penis in his hand, smelling Emily's panties and jerking it like no tomorrow. His tired green eyes shielded by thick, black glasses rolled in the back of his head as he jizzed all over Emily's cThe Phantom Masturbator
by ~scissoring
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- Current Residence: near Portland, OR
- Interests: writing, music, cooking, reading
- Favourite movie: ghost world
- Favourite genre of music: indie rock and pop, old jazz, ect
- Favourite poet or writer: bukowski, palahniuk, kafka, ginsberg, rollins
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- Email: scissoring@gmail.com
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