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Burst can be a lot of things. sometimes its like aliens bursting out of your chest, or an angry wife bursting into the room to catch the infidel husband. or I guess, something that’s too full can burst too.

Posted By john On 01.09.2010 @ 12:49 pm

I thought…wait a minute, wasn’t that supposed to be – I could have sworn it was…no, no, no, I remember and it wasn’t that – it wasn’t…why are you trying to confuse me? Okay, I give up – I love you.

Posted By John On 01.05.2010 @ 2:05 pm

fuck

Posted By john On 01.03.2010 @ 7:23 am

there was once a stack of checker sitting besides my bed, so i woke up the boy next to me and said ” hey!, look, lets place some checkers. So we grabbed the stack of checkers and dived into the most riveting game of checkers ever played. King Me!

Posted By John On 12.31.2009 @ 2:31 pm

oh fucking hell is it just one word a day on this site. I get discreet again. I’m not being very discreet about my displeasure in having to write on the same topic a third time. If I were discreet about it, I’d just say nothing and move on but I can’t seem to do that. Maybe there is something wrong with me. Wish I could be more discreet sometimes.

Posted By John On 12.30.2009 @ 3:40 pm

I’ve already written on the subject of discreet.

Posted By John On 12.30.2009 @ 3:38 pm

Being discreet is something that is hard for some people to do. Try telling someone a deep dark secret and see how long before it comes back to you at some point in the future. Human beings by their very nature cannot keep a secret.

Posted By John On 12.30.2009 @ 3:36 pm

Careful walls set up. Don’t want anyone to see through. Hoping it doesn’t collapse, hoping no one can see you, see me. I don’t want to be alone but I don’t want to be let in. I’m content in my box, my solid box life. But I fear, I fear that I’m just transparent.

Posted By John On 11.29.2009 @ 10:08 am

slipping steadily down the stairs not one to think but still we go as one and still plan to fly through all. where is this we are going? do you know? do i know? i believe no. not many will know and nearly none will know. but it is in this quest for knowing that we must take time in realizing the effects the time wasted on this knowledge can take.

Posted By john On 11.27.2009 @ 3:57 pm

i would reveal my true identity but if I would reveal that I would have to kill you. if i killed you you wouldn’t be with me right now. and that would make me very very sad and the dogs wouldn’t have anyone to follow around the house.

therefore I will not reveal my true identity so that the dogs would continue to bark when you open the garage door.

Posted By john On 09.28.2009 @ 7:23 pm

sugar. what does it truly mean? what is it? is it a sweet substancve on foods or is it a nickaname spouses give one another? sugar makes my girlfriend crazy.

Posted By John On 11.14.2009 @ 7:16 pm

I’ve never acted before. I’d consider myself way too shy to be good at it.

But hell, I’ve lied. Everyone’s lied, but I think I’m particularly good at it — I almost believe the lies I say when they come out.

Would that make me a good actor? Do actors lie to themselves on stage?

Perhaps I should give it a shot.

If I told you I’d try, though, that would be a lie too.

Posted By John On 11.13.2009 @ 8:45 pm

Horses, four legged animals, fast, speed, trotting, walking, cantering, travel, sprint, riding, saddle,

Posted By John On 11.11.2009 @ 1:26 pm

running through the feilds horse gallop

Posted By John On 11.10.2009 @ 6:38 pm

an oven is hot, my mom uses one every day. I’ve burnt my hand on the oven at least three times. Ovens are used in culinarial schools.

Posted By john On 11.07.2009 @ 12:48 pm

it is something that can be used to cook food, and more morbidly, kill yourself. the smell of fresh cookies or buns coming from an oven can define your childhood. one of the most important inventions-for me, because i love food.

Posted By John On 11.06.2009 @ 2:49 pm

link, as he battled the evil creatures, fended them off with his mighty master sword, and his hyrule shield. to save the princess zelda from the clutches of the evil ganondorf, link once again sets off to thwart all that is evil and protect that which is good

Posted By john On 11.05.2009 @ 3:01 am

I hate not knowing what everyone else seems to know. SOmetimes I wonder if the things in life i think of as permanent are really just passing through, or if I am

Posted By JOhn On 11.02.2009 @ 4:02 pm

it’s musical

Posted By john On 11.25.2009 @ 10:03 pm

I saw steve martin playing a banjo on SNL a few months ago. I wanted very much to like it, and I did. But I considered all the implications of liking banjo music, and what all the people would say if I told them. They would think it was just because I lliked Steve Martin. UNTRUE

Posted By John On 11.25.2009 @ 9:42 pm

britney spears jeniifer lopez holly wood drama theater cops helicopter people who are famous. people in the news for their 15 min of fame. batman spot light. wow 60 seconds is long. ummm

Posted By John On 11.24.2009 @ 4:49 pm

I like this on my name above everything else and it’s bright and lights and far beams and new york and used car salesmen lots and lemons and limes and mexico and mole and zihua and tito and smiles and eric and chinese chicken and let’s all go to china for a minute why not it’s so much fun there they have pigeon nest soups! and babies that are chinese except they just call them babies.

Posted By john On 11.24.2009 @ 10:41 am

Stipes on the flag, of course, but off of the flag? Clashing with plaid, detesting it’s former life with the stars and instead pusuing it’s forbidden love with it’s opposite. Society will never let them be together. Society wants them with stars. But maybe they just want to bw with the plaid.

Posted By John On 11.23.2009 @ 8:04 am

on the wall at home on my shirt, make me want to dig my eyes out and crash my car. The way i walk through the field of stripes black and white, good and bad make me not know how to percieve them. good or bad.

Posted By John On 11.22.2009 @ 3:01 pm

windmills are wonderful buildings they can give power to people and can be used to do many different things they have so many uses and i have so little time they are also beautiful so so so so so beautiful i can not believe how beautiful theyy are but they are also very productive at the same time so they have killer looks and killer productivity

Posted By John On 11.22.2009 @ 11:37 am

The handle was broke, “Damn” I thought to myself, I have no way into the building now. Every second that went by felt like a minute, every minute an hour.

Posted By John On 11.19.2009 @ 7:13 pm

forever

Posted By john On 11.19.2009 @ 3:08 am

aka everlasting, some believe there is eternal life after death, either in heaven or hell depending on wether you believe in Jesus christ.

Posted By john On 11.18.2009 @ 5:41 pm

so strange the way it looks to me. It is so different, foreign. I can’t describe it, if it were a picture it would be by Salvador Dali, or Picasso.

Posted By John On 11.17.2009 @ 10:14 pm

texture is the way something feels. It can be soft or it can be rough.

Posted By John On 12.11.2009 @ 12:33 pm