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major
Majorly lose yourself in whatever you choose to do with this life. Deciding to pick a path inside of a institution that promises success and direction in a world that scoffs at the same promise. Choose which path wisely. Choose which Major you will go.
Posted By dusty On 11.08.2012 @ 11:22 am
executive
exectcuive hmm someone – a man in a pin strpies suit sitting on the top floor o a high rise bnuilding, running a big fat company
Posted By dusty On 03.30.2011 @ 10:14 am
digital
digital personalay i can’t stnd technolgy or spell it!
well where does one atart
digital sound very mathmatical doesn’t it
i hated maths at school rwlly i did but i did try rellay i did i forgot to put n my email so i’m getting another go at this digital nonsense now its not making anuy sense anyway back to maths
oh my teacher looked a bit like mr bean anyone remeber him?
Posted By dusty On 03.28.2011 @ 3:38 pm
approach
go for it go for it
keep walking and taking big steps you have to approach it from all angles
run if you have to skip even but approach it from behind
you get second chances to approach it again likle me for instance, im getting a second chance to write about approach it agian god arn’t i lucky? luck lucky me i know you are thinking
Posted By dusty On 03.23.2011 @ 6:06 am
collar
I purchased a collar with studs on it for my small dog, a pug. He immediately took to it and I thought to accredit some trait to him–in my lasting perception of him, as a dog. His behaviours, though, didn’t change–he persisted in chasing bottle caps and tearing the innards out of his stuffed animals as that he might play with their husks. I decided not to purchase comparable products in the future.
Posted By Dusty On 09.06.2009 @ 11:03 pm
palm
i turned the shell over and over in my palm, “what shall i do with this?” i thought. one day, these palms will be holding her palms, and we will be together at last, “i will save this for her”.
Posted By dusty On 07.17.2009 @ 11:03 am
gentle
It was a soft hand that moved across the milky white complexion of her cheek. It had been almost 13 years since their eyes fell into each others. It was like a minute had not passed. She took his hand in hers and gently kissed the back of his fingertips
Posted By Dusty On 10.31.2008 @ 6:22 am
oh so soft; her white arms; the goddess in her – coronetted her curls spills, her wine and milk; i dream of apples and sweet cedar smoke, she weaves spells over my sleep like spider-silk.
Posted By dusty On 10.29.2008 @ 9:44 pm
overflowing
The pitcher had reached its point of overflow as the woman walked back into the room. She had left to answer a phone call that would change life as she knew it.
Posted By Dusty On 11.21.2009 @ 9:13 am
bundle
joy hay love stuffing blankets junk baby snow towels cash fish
Posted By Dusty On 01.30.2010 @ 5:41 pm
permission
annabelle.
did i give you permission to leave the house? i didn’t think so. get back inside now. and wrap up warm.
i’m sorry for yelling, darling. please, listen to your me, honey. it’s for the good of your health.
Posted By dusty On 10.16.2009 @ 4:23 am
