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Mar. 21st, 2006 @ 02:31 am
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Lol, My friend answered my age old question, why dont monkeys masturbate.
If they's just like humans, than is masturbation really an unholy man made invention that is a stain in the eye of the creator? Lmao, no offense anyone.
Well turns out they do. There was this gorrilla just stroking it and this female kept trying to sit on it and he kept pushing her away, and finally she gave up. This was . . . in the middle of a school field trip, ROFLMAO, for I dont remember 3rd/4th graders maybe, yeah she was a chaperone there and boy did they have to redirect them. |
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May. 31st, 2005 @ 11:37 am
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This is for a friend of mine
It's incomplete, need to rework the beginning, but the thought is right
When you poured your heart, mind, body and soul into somone
When you looked forward to Every moment, every smile, every word
When you've taken them, knew them, felt them, let them become a part of you
They let go
They left
They left wiht your gut between their teeth
and like the giant who stole fire from the gods, their ghost returns to wrench it forth again and again
They left with your bloody heart
callously squeezing it, as you feel every move
peeliing, teasing ever muscles fiber in it
You wonder
Why God has forsaken you
Why you still live
If the thought will ever remotely cross your mind to ever reach your hand out again
And those who love you and feel you, such as myself and few others
Can only hold you,
lend an ear and a shoulder
and share the pain the best we can and try to ease your burden |
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May. 30th, 2005 @ 07:27 pm
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This journal has served its purpose.
I am killing it for all practical purposes until the need for it arises again.
I see the journal as a place to express an alternate personality or side, and I am no longer the person who looks to this.
I have created another, for a far more random, choatic, and ultimly useless and stupid journal.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) largo1 |
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May. 30th, 2005 @ 05:17 pm
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It's hard living with a broken heart, cause you made your last relationship so special
you fear making another, because you wonder if you will ever feel the same |
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May. 10th, 2005 @ 11:16 am
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It's sad.
When I first met him, we were quite similair, and we had become good friends. I've always been a bit of a slacker, and he recognized, but he put a bit more effort than I did in things and did better. Figured, I could do the same if I tried, not something I'm normally good at, trying.
Time's passed, I haven't seen him in a while, but we keep in touch. He's done things I've seriously considered doing, sometimes just weeks before I thought them up, telling me later. He does things.
I see the gap between us widen, and wonder if I'm falling behind, or he's racing ahead.
I wonder, if I had been a different person, grown up more bold and with some drive, not something that had squashed long before, if I would have been . . . Actually these days, He is all that I never achieved. He is a mirror twin of what I could have been, and it makes me wonder. |
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Apr. 21st, 2005 @ 10:15 am
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Current goal: get laid.
Apr. 18th, 2005 @ 09:59 pm
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See I have other things that I'd rather talk about, that I'd rather not show to any random chick i invite over to my forum, so i created this account.
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Currently making this a friends only forum
Jul. 24th, 2004 @ 12:00 pm
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