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You. Him. Her. Me. Everyone the same. Everyone searching, Crawling through this game, The soiled words of life, Told over and over again, OVERUSE IS FRACTURE. Now there is no meaning left. You. Him.
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You. Him. Her. Me. Everyone the same. Everyone searching, Crawling through this game, The soiled words of life, Told over and over again, OVERUSE IS FRACTURE. Now there is no meaning left. You. Him.
#rant I'm afraid that I must Leave you in my dust For I do not heed The limits on speed I don't really care If you're even there Check out my curves As I cause you to swerve It's a joy and a...
#rant What are we destined to become. It's our turn now but look what we've done. We've polluted the Earth and have nowhere left to run. We raced ahead to rely on technology that seemed like fun.
#rant This is no longer a place to actually communicate with your friends and family. To be frank, this place is its own little version of hell. A place to voice YOUR opinion. No, it's not...
#eco-warrior #rant We live in a world where everything is mass produced then thrown away Evolving technology in a futuristic world some may say Should this really be how we are remembered someday.
#rant What happened to the simplicity of living in caves. When man hunted to share his prey When women cooked over a fire in the pouring rain.
Is it some muster of our calling, How we lie so still, yet blissfully falling, A murmur and a whisper, A shout in the dark, The echoing call, Of a night-dwelling lark Living in the shallow pace...
This isn't really a blog, nor is it practical. It's more like a rant about shit, but there's not a category for that, so let's stick with blog. Right, this rant. This rant, readers, is about 'Ranks'.
You tip-toe into my chest, Whispering what love was best, Made me dance across an empty stage, Pushed me on to a forgotten page, I wonder at the thought of emotion, Its waves a mime of a stormy...
I know what you can give me, But you don't think it's true, You think there's 100 men, Just lined up in this queue, Can I call you crazy. Can I see your heart.
More and more recently I've come to the conclusion I just hate people. It's usually not their fault, they just unconsciously do things that make me think, "Yep, you're a moron.
I'm kinda getting pissed off with these vegitarians who keep plastering crappy posters over bus stops and walls with pictures of lambs saying "Do you really want to eat me?" ...
What is with idiots... Asking annoying questions. What is with idiots... And their unhelpful good intentions. What is with idiots... Saying the wrong thing. What is with idiots...
Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking turds.Apple are stinking...
Here is a list of things that I think are pure evil: Soap operas, teenage soap operas, commercials, little kid shows, the song "Call me maybe," ventriloquism dummies, all those evil racist...
I understand how scissors can beat paper, and I get how a rock can beat scissors, but there's no way paper can beat rock.
This show-of angers and depresses me like no other. If I wanted to hear constant whining and bitching, I'd spend the day at my Mother's. Shut your fat mouth.
A poem for Opuss Idiots. You sit and make comments with nothing nice to say. We dont care for your negativity So stay the hell away. We have better things to write & stuff to do.
God. Chavs annoy me a lot. Gangsters I can live with, since they are somewhat scary, but Chavs just drive me crazy.
I just saw a sign on some obvious steps that said 'steps' and had a diagonal arrow to show you that the steps would facilitate an 'upward and forward' journey. Do we really need this.