*does 19 sucessive backflips in joy and then passes out*
To the rest of you; nothing to see here, hehe.
This journal entry has been brought to you by Theodore, Percival and Harold. And the numbers 2, 10 and 11.


each day, every wayeach day my love grows more and more each day new reason to revere and adore every time we meet im happier still every time we lie, the more tranquilleach day, every way
each day i spend thinking of you each day further pledge myself unto every time my eye catches yours every time feel life stop and universe pause
with each day that passes
my being blossoms as i feel yours does together as lovers
with each day that passes
we grow closer together our roots entwine a bond for all weather
so come wind, come hail come rain, come shine


one life - one wayif you killed me now at least ive loved played guitar stared up aboveone life - one way
quietly contemplated
the earth our will - our purpose my life - my birth
if you killed me now
at least ive had a life of which
i could say im glad
while far from perfect my mistakes were many but turned to lessons worth every penny
if you killed me now while much i would regret my greater deeds i hope would offset
my lesser feats in this world absurd the tumult of the universe delivering all deserved


my loveLove is being on other sides of the world, yet closer than ever before.my love
Love is never being alone, even when you're by yourself.
Love is the dizzying swoon and ravenous rapture;
It is the lightest most delicate caress as it is the deepest, most passionate kiss.
Love is the absolute desire for another person; For their thoughts, their presence and their ethereal and physical being.
Love is missing your lovers laugh, their smell and their touch.
Love is a stuffed turtle gift.
Love


eternity and destinywith no time... ive nothing to bide only love... truly makes you blindeternity and destiny
i carry pictures... of you and its time... to tell - the truth
my eyes... fill with tears when i dream... of you near
as i hold you
so close... my heart and mind
devote...
this is all - just - as - it should be...
as i love you... tonight this is why... they made life
fade awayyy... into eternity you are all i need... to breathe
PICOvs

Poets and the WhyUnder the radar of the philosophers and historians And the scientists runnin' 88's in their Delorians Arose the soldiers of prose armed with ballpoints Who set up camp in the coffe shops and cheap joints Attacking the invisible demons with words and rhymes Putting thoughts on loose leaf to stabalize the mind They fought nothing and they won on their beliefes Gave function to the form with hearts worn on sleaves Marching to the rythm of the voices in our heads Like the walking dead, stalking for brains and rye bread But instead we found purpose in the lines that we scribble BecaPoets and the Why
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.....Broken Promises.....
Stock~End-stock
Back and deviating from life again so thats what matters
Yourself?
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Nothing in the world is accomplished without passion....
Clubs!
*The-Red-Envelope ~ =Shutter-Vision~ =FixMyPic~ ~JarofDirtClub~ ~ladypirates
Time to start submitting all these scraps of paper methinks
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