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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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..heh..
then make a dish detergent ****tail
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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#42 (permalink) |
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Hey, I cry a lot, especially when my pet died a few years back, I cried about that for weeks. And anyone who says real men don't cry, you're wrong. Weak people are not in tune w/ their emotions. I'm not casting them all to the side and forever debilitating them as weak, that's just the state they're in right now.
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#44 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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One time
i ahd to go to the doctors from lack of crying my tear duct closed or somthing, or swelled, lol. I dont cry. I get sad. I dont cry.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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I think it's BS they closed down my thread; it was essentially the same thing as this one I just took it a step farther. Sure, we all get sad sometimes, I was giving people the opportunity to admit to some things that might be at the root cause of some of their problems while sharing some of my own real life experience. *cries forever until they open back up my thread*
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*I'm not really crying though, I was earlier* |
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