CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
I dunno. My dreams of moving out are shriveling by the minute.
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I dunno. My dreams of moving out are shriveling by the minute.
Chin up , buckaroo. I hope it wasn't all the talk of soiled pants and window-sill buttock-perching that deterred you. Remember , if the apartment in question is a few storeys up, then you should be able to convince the landlord that the pedestrian taintings are the work of errant birds...
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Morrissey Falls To Hell
Paint a vulgar picture. said a demon to the lad at the tall entrance. Yes, like the song I recorded with The Smiths. Ehm, no. Leave me alone. Nice you know, the part of the lyrics that goes MTV, BBC, and the guitar was delightful I acknowledge that to Marr said the demon at the door that was so tall it reached the rock at the up most top of the large carver that was known as hell. Shut up already little demon. Responded the singer to the devilish complement. The devil laughed dancing in the alley in front of the door. Morrissey left using the door. He entered a deeper section called London. Amazyngly, thought the singer, I was having some weird shit in my brain. Its wasting my precious time. Enough of reading the old books. I seemed to have passed out, thought Morrissey. He became quite astonished at the beauty of a flower that he plucked off a piece of metal with dirt and ferns with large flowers in other plants. By smelling them he could notice an aroma like of a clean and aromatic ocean he had never been into. Morrissey tried to smell a yellow rose. Its smell wasn't different than that of precious plastic. Morrissey said it smelled like rose. And then he saw beneath the flower a dispositive made of plastic also in yellow as the rose that hid it. Morrissey analyzed it at that moment only to realize that the thing was a tamaguotchi that was thrown away. He threw it away. Piss off. He said. Then walked down the alley of a building. He was young and had 25 years at that time.lol
Paint a vulgar picture. said a demon to the lad at the tall entrance. Yes, like the song I recorded with The Smiths. Ehm, no. Leave me alone. Nice you know, the part of the lyrics that goes MTV, BBC, and the guitar was delightful I acknowledge that to Marr said the demon at the door that was so tall it reached the rock at the up most top of the large carver that was known as hell. Shut up already little demon. Responded the singer to the devilish complement. The devil laughed dancing in the alley in front of the door. Morrissey left using the door. He entered a deeper section called London. Amazyngly, thought the singer, I was having some weird shit in my brain. Its wasting my precious time. Enough of reading the old books. I seemed to have passed out, thought Morrissey. He became quite astonished at the beauty of a flower that he plucked off a piece of metal with dirt and ferns with large flowers in other plants. By smelling them he could notice an aroma like of a clean and aromatic ocean he had never been into. Morrissey tried to smell a yellow rose. Its smell wasn't different than that of precious plastic. Morrissey said it smelled like rose. And then he saw beneath the flower a dispositive made of plastic also in yellow as the rose that hid it. Morrissey analyzed it at that moment only to realize that the thing was a tamaguotchi that was thrown away. He threw it away. Piss off. He said. Then walked down the alley of a building. He was young and had 25 years at that time.lol
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
Naw. It's just money. All my money is mind money and that doesn't pay the rent.
billy scissors
a bit fond
I just saw a little Asian boy dressed all in blue have a category 5 meltdown at the grocery store.SCREAMING and crying , nothing consoled him.
Apparently Ive done this when I was about 5.Laid on the floor and screamed the place down.In the co-op.I wanted some sweets.
My ma said she told me "When we get home,I'm gonna friggin kill ya"
Iona Mink
Despitemybetterjudgement
I did this last week.
billy scissors
a bit fond
You didn't strike me as a co-op kinda girl/guy.
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Iona Mink
Despitemybetterjudgement
You're right; Waitrose was closed.
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
My dad's ex wife as found dead yesterday, they don't know if it was suicide or not yet. It can get scary for the tuning rod.
It can get scary for the tuning rod.
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
My old boss contacted me on Facebook. 
He must be feeling nostalgic.
He must be feeling nostalgic.
sad veiled bride
can you please stop time?
I desperately need to have a good cry and to flood my bedroom. But tears just don't come. I have a lump in my throat. 
...please come...
...please come...billy scissors
a bit fond
Where's everybody gone? Davie? Corny Blaze? GWTT? Jackie?
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
Spice Girls Reunion ticket shopping.
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
Does anyone else experience this new conversation filler amongst friends where they read comedian's tweets outloud from their phone one after the other? It's bizarre. And kind of irritating. I mean I love me a funny tweet, but I have two friends in separate circles who are compulsive about it.
Girl-with-the-Thorn
Still here.
Ooh, I can feel my ears burning...I'm always lurking around somewhere
Although I don't post as much as I used to. Not sure about the others, especially Jackie, haven't seen her post for ages.
Ooh, I can feel my ears burning...I'm always lurking around somewhere
Not heard from Jackie since she started courting, it's a shame I like her.
CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
billy scissors
a bit fond
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