Terra

If you are seeing deception, it is because you are seeing yourself.

If you are seeing beauty, it is because you are seeing yourself.

When you see fear, do not be afraid of your own.

Excitement goes by, like a ship on a horizon in the distance, and then I get older again, and I have already been there and done that.

To focus truly on where I am moving, as I rest, and as I breathe in and out like Miss Flag, that is the most beautiful gift I can give, to myself and to others.

Uplift someone and you have uplifted some part of yourself. A reflection perhaps.

A cute girl is just a woman in hiding. A bitter queen is just a boy biding his time.

We are all here for the glory. We are all here for the fuzz. To say you are above greed is to deny your humanity. To say you are above jealousy is to deny your inferiority and superiority.

She likes fuji apples the best because they are crisp and sweet, especially when cold and diced with vanilla yoghurt and stevia. New age health critics agree that brown rice is nice.

I saw Asylum Street Spankers by accident last night. I wish you were there! Besides the fact that I wish I was thar!

Have fun in Palm Springs, mami! You sexy fucking beast you.
;p

t diddy

if you suck a dick like me, we can talk

write in anger or retaliation. hurting a self
i am not this self
write in wisdom and with restraint
i am not an answer
write to win money and revert to feeling secure
i am not this body
write to satisfy a need for gossip
i am not this mind
write to make it long and good
i am under laid
write to make it wide and fade
i am over stayed
write to show her i am strong
but i am weak and i am gone
i am not a widow's peak
i am not a dreaming thing
not a whisper in a pupil
or a student with a resume
i am not unemployed and pursuing a goal
i am not homeless and resting in a bowl of apple jacks
a loopy fruit once told me something about colour
and i told him to use a condom
i told him to cover it securely before attending the iron chapel
i told him to watch for the gold dust woman
she drops names without aim
people think she is in it for the glory
is she nasty, is she gory
is she fighting for a story
no. h
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she is not dripping in a lourie
or tripping babe.
it was never about the music
she was ever looking for love
the faces were confusing
she mixes up the names
she doesn't remember it
just some words and a melody
she loses her memory
she's leaving home
bye bye....

fuzz is a wishing well
love is something if you give it away
you end up having score