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Name: Jenn
Birthday: 7/2/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Friends,photography, writing, music, philosophy, and an ocassional ciggarette
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
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AIM:  DrugYourSmile
Member Since:
3/26/2004
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| well, aren't the times a-changing .. . .
i got my dreams and disappointments too.
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| We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them | Broha | | | A Broha can be a good friend or a brother. But Broha also is used to refer to your surfer/skimboarding friends who tend to live the surf/skimboarding badass lifestyle. Usually someone who is extreme. Yo Broha grab your board and lets hit the beach its perfect pipe today.
Dude that kid is straight Broha, he straight up fucked up them non-locals for surfing his beach.
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| skinny boy, all bones no lies
your so miserable in the mornings
will you will wait up for me?
its sorted and I cant find my feet
and you’ve got lips I could spend a day with.
skinny boy, some where some prostitution.
some desire some doubt some dance.
they’re coming we see it’s through the back door,
and there you are on the fence
with those lips I could spend a day with.
when its done ill drink champagne to the lonely
lonely in me
monday, tuesday so lonely
wednesday, thursday only me
friday, saturday only me
here comes sunday… | | |
| Affluent men often discard their woes,
Masquerading in stout demeanors
And trading their unrequited hand in
Marriage for the
overzealous silicone whores to
thrive in their bed of roses thereafter,
Somehow hoping that by remaining obsolete towards
Any strings and attachment they would be
Able to detain themselves from
Falling into a deeper void,
Until failed abortions with the missus
Ruins the hardened male
And completes this inevitable tale
That Man, however they may prevail,
Will fracture their guards once in a while…
Bound for a similar ball and chain like any
Impulse driven fool walking down the isle.
Here’s your ticket to Heaven.
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| 3:30 am so keep runnin' on cliches keep slipping in phrases [ and ] keep laundering the storyline until we've masquerade-d comfortably into our lines with our trodden paths and our unbelievably galling sash pressing against the orifice of our degenerates broad steps into adversity now that we've managed to side step teenage supremecy and wait, just wait for desolation to comfort our whims to slaughter the inner workings of our psychoic hankerings fuck happiness fuck love as if there would ever be enough. -and with a parting bow, i just want you to know that it is an absolute inconvenience to love me now. I am no longer cavalier
for your irrelevances and if you do pardon me, i will continue my path down north but I'll leave you in your slippery south , to continue your bad habits and ambiguously big mouth. | | |
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