Wouldn't It be Cool..
nailz100
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If we could all meet, get together and hang out at a pub drinking beer, rye, tea, coffee...whatever we damn well feel like. Getting to meet everyone on this site in person would be very interesting. Imagine all the stuff we could talk about in person.
Only with our eyes closed can we truly see
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Sweet ideeeer from a sweet person!
T'would be interesting, that's for sure!
i get that there's around 15...
plenty for a party, yeah?
anymore and the cops'd come
could you be as personal afterwards as you are now ?
hard to imagine...
and in its contradiction of response,
Or seeming stagnance, see that rippled gleam
That might suggest true movement. If you sense
a hidden wave in what seems blanket still,
Write more, wind each desire, and you'll see
The willows nod and rustle, and you will
hear the rushing babble of the free
gush of water, brimming, charged with light
That is your reader's understanding heart.
I don´t know, maybe it´s just my way of thinking.
and in its contradiction of response,
Or seeming stagnance, see that rippled gleam
That might suggest true movement. If you sense
a hidden wave in what seems blanket still,
Write more, wind each desire, and you'll see
The willows nod and rustle, and you will
hear the rushing babble of the free
gush of water, brimming, charged with light
That is your reader's understanding heart.
didn´t say I wouldn´t enjoy your company though...
it´s just me... always considering ´the other side´ as well
and in its contradiction of response,
Or seeming stagnance, see that rippled gleam
That might suggest true movement. If you sense
a hidden wave in what seems blanket still,
Write more, wind each desire, and you'll see
The willows nod and rustle, and you will
hear the rushing babble of the free
gush of water, brimming, charged with light
That is your reader's understanding heart.
Ah, you can all come over, and stay in the back garden.
I got dibs on the tool shed, nailz!!!!
Aw shucks, I'd share the shelter with ya, my friend!
But only if it rains!
a simple suggestion becoming other person´t anticipation
ignites people´s wanting things, desiring something that
is distant only for the lenght of a contemplation, when catching
a speck on the wall...
my theory of the first kiss, but present in any action
happened for the first time.
what do we do or feel, when the moment is over?
and in its contradiction of response,
Or seeming stagnance, see that rippled gleam
That might suggest true movement. If you sense
a hidden wave in what seems blanket still,
Write more, wind each desire, and you'll see
The willows nod and rustle, and you will
hear the rushing babble of the free
gush of water, brimming, charged with light
That is your reader's understanding heart.
He only lives up the road a piece.
Oh what fun we could all have huh? That would be the best party I ever went to for sure. Just hope I remember it the next day haha.
(Angelina Jolie)
love ya!
I'd meet you anywhere too. A few hundred miles isnt nothing!
Maybe we could jog? haha
Love ya too!
(Angelina Jolie)
I would crawl through hundreds of miles of crushed glass just to say hey to you!
But then again it wouldn't be a pretty sight. Scratch that thought.
Why don't I just drive and then buy you lunch.
Back to the yard work.
later
Yes I think driving would be the better plan.
Have fun doing yard work.
Later Sweetcheeks.
(Angelina Jolie)