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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 8:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 8:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 8:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 8:44 pm
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[imgright]http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/714/kmfw.jpg[/imgright] [align=right][color=olivedrab][size=17][b]ALARIC BETRAND-CHAPLIN→[/b] "TRICK"→[/size][/color][/align] [align=justify][size=11] Yeah, but nobody searches. Nobody cares somehow when the loving that you've wasted comes raining from a hapless cloud and I might stop and look upon your face, disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze, see the living that surrounds me, dissipate in a violet place... [color=chocolate]"Can't you see what you've done to my heart and soul?"[/color] This is a wasteland now. We spies, we slow hands, put the weights all around yourself. We spies—oh yeah—we slow hands—you put the weights all around yourself now. [color=olivedrab][i]I submit. [/color][/i]My incentive is romance. I watched the pole dance of the stars. We rejoice because the hurting is so painless from the distance of passing cars but, I am married to your charms and grace. I just go crazy like the good old days. You make me want to pick up a guitar and celebrate the myriad ways that I love you. Can't you see what you've done to my heart and soul? This is a wasteland now. We spies—yeah—we slow hands; you put the weights all around yourself. We spies—oh yeah—we slow hands—killer, for hire—you know not yourself. We spies, we slow hands, put the weights all around yourself. We spies—oh yeah—we slow hands—we retire like nobody else. We spies, intimate slow hands, killer for hire—you know not yourself. We spies, intimate slow hands—you let the face slap around the self.
Yeah, but nobody searches. Nobody cares somehow when the loving that you've wasted comes raining from a hapless cloud and I might stop and look upon your face, disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze, see the living that surrounds me, dissipate in a violet place... [color=chocolate]"Can't you see what you've done to my heart and soul?"[/color] This is a wasteland now. We spies, we slow hands, put the weights all around yourself. We spies—oh yeah—we slow hands—you put the weights all around yourself now. [color=olivedrab][i]I submit. [/color][/i]My incentive is romance. I watched the pole dance of the stars. [/size][/align] [size=10][color=olivedrab]☺ WHAT[/color][color=darkseagreen] DID I DO NOW [/color][color=olivedrab]☺[/color] [color=olivedrab]☻WHO [/color][color=darkseagreen]I'M BLAMING IT ON [/color][color=olivedrab]☺[/color] [color=olivedrab]☺ O O C [/color][color=olivedrab]☺[/color] [/size]
Assuming this is where I put my posting style.
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 9:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 10:29 pm
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;3
[imgright]http://imageshack.us/a/img844/157/bucr.jpg[/imgright] [align=center][color=tomato][size=17][b]☼ SUN-KIL MOON ☼[/b][/size] "ENVY"[/color][/align] [align=right][color=firebrick][size=9]"Turn off the lights—turn up the base. I wanna be front and center. Bring on the night—there's no time to waste. I wanna live forever." Live Forever - Ferry Corsten ft. Aruna[/size][/color][/align] [align=justify][size=11] It's a place that's not so far. [color=tomato]"I dream there and sometimes I wake there." [/color]Do you want me caring less? Sometimes we don't ask for what we need and I can guess how I want to be loved and I've guessed what of me you need. It doesn't matter if we lie. Your sentences never defined you. Do you think that I can't feel? When I touch you there's words on your body. Should you be scared when I say sometimes I'd want you dead so no one else can have you when it ends? How'd I reach this point on my own and how fragile right there I was? This is not the first time that I've watched the end of that thing that had no end. Do you want me caring less?[color=firebrick] [i]Sometimes we let go of what we need. [/i][/color]Why can't you guess how I want to be loved? You can't even tell me what of me you need.
It's a place that's not so far. [color=tomato]"I dream there and sometimes I wake there." [/color]Do you want me caring less? Sometimes we don't ask for what we need and I can guess how I want to be loved and I've guessed what of me you need. It doesn't matter if we lie. Your sentences never defined you. Do you think that I can't feel? When I touch you there's words on your body. Should you be scared when I say sometimes I'd want you dead so no one else can have you when it ends? How'd I reach this point on my own and how fragile right there I was? This is not the first time that I've watched the end of that thing that had no end. Do you want me caring less?[color=firebrick] [i]Sometimes we let go of what we need. [/i][/color]Why can't you guess how I want to be loved? You can't even tell me what of me you need. [/size][/align] [align=right][color=tomato] [size=9] ★THE WHAT-WHATS [x] ★THE WHY-HOWS [x] ★QUICK OOC NOTE [x] [/size][/color][/align]
Plus~ I think I owe an explanation to the reference to the parable in my profile 2 Samuel 12 (KJV, the poetic one).
12 And the Lord sent Nathan unto David. And he came unto him, and said unto him, "There were two men in one city; the one rich, and the other poor. 2 The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds: 3 But the poor man had nothing, save one little ewe lamb, which he had bought and nourished up: and it grew up together with him, and with his children; it did eat of his own meat, and drank of his own cup, and lay in his bosom, and was unto him as a daughter. 4 And there came a traveller unto the rich man, and he spared to take of his own flock and of his own herd, to dress for the wayfaring man that was come unto him; but took the poor man's lamb, and dressed it for the man that was come to him." 5 And David's anger was greatly kindled against the man; and he said to Nathan, "As the Lord liveth, the man that hath done this thing shall surely die: 6 And he shall restore the lamb fourfold, because he did this thing, and because he had no pity." 7 And Nathan said to David, "Thou art the man."
King David (who has a ton of wives) goes and impregnates his BFF's wife. To keep his BFF from finding out what he did, he sends his BFF into war, in the front lines to make sure the guy is killed, then shanghai's the guy's wife. The dude Nathan calls him out a little directly---a little indirectly---Aesop-style.
"Whoa, this guy is messed up! Whoever he is, I hope he dies." "I'm talking about you, brah. You took your homie's 'lamb'. And you got tons 'of lambs'."
I like fables, parables, short stories, and fairy tales >_>" ! I don't know some of you so I'm putting it out here---I swear I'm literate. I've read a bunch. It just don't seem like it at a glance.
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 11:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 11:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 4:01 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 5:11 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 8:48 am
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