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Take a LookSometimes I like to take a look
And think about the things I took
My inspiration from; the nooks
And crannies I inspected.
The people and the art they made;
From memory, they'll never fade
Because of the impact they laid
Unto here, unexpected.
I'm talkin' 'bout my mind, of course.
I'm tryin' not to beat a horse
So dead, cause, hey, my own remorse
Is in my mind, infected.
Everyone has said the same
'Bout how they got a bit of fame
From lookin' at the things that came
To their own lives; ya get it?
So don't feel bad if people say
You're unoriginal, cause, hey,
They made their choice; they went and paid
Attention to your work.
New Generation Part 3Heeeeere it is folks! New Generation Part 3 staring...*drum roll*
...those little nightmarish dolls.
Once again, this story is not hating on the band themselves (guilty as charged for having some of their songs on my iPod), just the dolls that would try to be like their real person. Also, please bare with me over the singer's names and their characteristics because I'm not too familiar with all of the band. All I know is that one of the boys is a huge Toy Story/Woody fan so I tried to incorporate that using Woody's Roundup.
Pixar/Disney/Toy Story/One Direction is not mine.
Bonnie sat quietly in her room while holding her Jessie doll and fixing up the doll's yarn hair. Her little cousin, Samantha, was due to come over that night for a litt
A phylosophical caseПишу я хрень какую-то, фигнёй страдаю,
Хотя я вроде не страдаю, всё окей,
Но в субъективном грешном мире голодае
AJ watches Virtual Smash: the seriesAJ watches Virtual Smash: the series
Okay; so if anyone knows about virtual smash machinima; youy may be familiar with smash king, or Brawl heroes, or tales of advent something like that; those animesque machinimas; now the people making it have their own collaborative series Virtual Smash: the Series and I'm going to write down my reaction to it for anyone who cares; feel free to follow along; I hope this one entertains you more than my last one; I joked around too hard and nobody liked it so i took it down I'm not even saying what the last one was so you don't remember it. Okay with that aside; let's start.
Cool; it's the Hetalia Opening *i
Epic Rap Battles of Animation Jafar Vs. GothelEpic Rap Battles of Animation #3
Mother Gothel Vs. Jafar
I hear your movie was a big hit
good for you, bub.
You kidnapped a princess?
HA! Join the club.
Oh, wait, that right, you can't,
you were turned into ash
and now Rapunzel's in her castle with her big piles of cash.
I'm a genie, you're a witch
I've got loads more power.
I'm as brave as they come,
and glass shards make you cower.
I must admit, Jafar
those rhymes were pretty damp.
Were you this bad at insults
when you were sucked into a lamp?
And what's this about glass?
I'm not scared of anything.
You should be scared,
because your rhymes don't do a thi
3 old limericksThere was once a very mean cat
who had a very big bat.
He liked to play baseball
Until he had a big fall
Now he likes to eat rats
There was a person named Kenny
who had loads of money, he had many!
but then he got scammed
his friend Ed sent him spam!
And he failed to get any money
A person whose name was Rick
Was chased by his friend named Nick
He had one thousand fans
That all went in his van
And the van was much too quick
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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