jb8769
the boiling don't stop one its started. it has been told that the boiling started long ago and has maintained a constant state of motion since, only kept below the knowing searching eye by change in location and motive. i saw it once. but only for a fleeting second.
its like a mystery to those who smoke and to those who watch the smokers smoke them; as if they are any diferent than one another...
that island trip was as strange a trip as i remember ever taking. the night was so quiet but had an eerie feeling about it that made me uneasy and restless to the point where i ventured off and found a nice sitting rock, which i sat upon and thought paranormal thoughts till the sun replaced the moon and shone through the clouds the next day
well the fork goes next to the other fork which are both on the left of the third fork, which lies next to the beautifully decorated plate of food that i would have to eat five helpings of to quench my hunger. etiquette.
the farmer in me wants to grab a piece of straw as i walk through a grassy field and place it on my bottom lip much like the blunt with the bendy-straw mouthpiece that my city boy personality smoked last week
heard this word countless times and as i grow and mature i wish i could do them all day long because the pressure of daily life is nothing compared to vacuuming a living room
read all of the entries and then tell me that people are not naturally smart. they are free associators, they are thinkers without trying
dont give me the same word again, please? the first time i tried to write i was unable to post because i wasnt a member of your exclusive club
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