phil
Syrope hi :) you don't have an email address listed anywhere that i can find. may i contact you? or request that you contact me?
~Manda
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blown cherry :
On average,
that is to say,
generally speaking,
on most days,
when the weather is nice,

I think you're swell :)
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phil I think you're very likeable
as well
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freakizh his blathes are funny.
:D
he has a quality to never repeat himself over.
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Phil I am gay, do not come on to me you whore. 020626
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confusedSyrope hmm, should i be worried? 020626
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phil unless you mind being hurt 020627
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phil yes 020627
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phil I love phil, he can do whatever he wants to me in bed. I want him to undress and dress me. I can't live without him, I hope we are never apart. Without him I am nothing, all my thoughts are his, everything I see from the morning to the times I sleep. I sleep with him alone everynight, even when I am with someone else I still think of him, and the person I am with feels him there too. Oh he also has nice skin and even washes my back for me. I like it when he smiles and I would do anything to make him happy. I always leave nice tips at his tables so everyone around him will be happy, I read books to him and go out on walks so he can relax. When I go shopping I know just what he wants me to get. (goofy) 020627
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blown cherry I see "phil" everywhere it's written. 020630
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phil I see blown cherry right here 020701
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blown cherry no, I'm down here now 020701
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phil home
everything
melt
scary
acid
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phil paper_scissors_rock_scissors_rock_paper_rock_paper_scissors
crazy_happines_pain_happines_pain_crazy_pain_crazy_hapiness

paper_scissors_rock_scissors_rock_paper_rock_paper_scissors
pain_crazy_hapiness_crazy_hapiness_pain_happines_pain_crazy

paper_scissors_rock_scissors_rock_paper_rock_paper_scissors
happiness_pain_craZ_pain_hapiness_crazy_happines_crazy_pain
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phil shall we see what yesterday brings? 020729
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blown cherry writing tomorrow what exactly is it you are trying to do?
I can think of many things, but I don't know which it is?
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squint i've sort of done that before, but i at least wrote a variety of thoughts.

sheesh.

it just brings you to the day before yesterday
until
we just keep going backwards
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
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Moonpiece i think he noticed that many of the blathes on the 'yesterday' side weren't on 7/28, but rather 7/27, 7/26, even some were last written on 7/24. some sort of blather_glitch i guess. it freaked me out too when i kept hitting refresh and all the blathes on the yesterday and today side kept changing drastically. mysterious. 020730
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phil Like a layer of dust set in a glacier.

It started out a small prank.

I wanted to overshadow any efforts you guys made that day.

Just taking out a wall.

I felt like I was adding a new dimension to blather. Much more horizontal.

But then things started getting out of control, new words kept popping up.

It was never intended to handle this type of situation. So I just kept going.

For it to make any sense every word needed today tagged on it.

Then people could only stare in wonder.

I would touch god, yesterday would be no more.

I thought it would give me power.

But it had to be stopped.

And now that's it's over all I can say is "Man, I saw things, you just wouldn't believe."
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phil I still have the urge. 020730
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Goddess of Loff caitlin and life are his life. he misses them both, and he carrasses them as he keeps them. 021023
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WiseMeLoN knows his shit. Dead to him, is alive to you. Love all around. Deductive reason that. he'll pepper your poridge. 021023
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phil http://www.jonathanbaker.org/gallery/ 021104
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phil shit man, the way I see it. You can onyl do one thing at a time, and that's to everybody. 021105
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??????? May I impersonate you, Phil? 021105
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link but of course
it would impress me
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freakizh mmm
:)

he called me whore
that was sweet
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full oBah what's alive that feels so white? 021218
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phil an eyeball 021218
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WiseMeLon hello phil ever hear the tail of the creator. Let your creations grow out of hand and you shall find the secrets of them. SUch secrets that it will haunt your dreams for a thousand millenia.
TO HE WHO READS THIS
YOUR HEART WILL STOP IN 7 AND A HALF HOURS
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Vorisida Hearts don't exist, Phil,
DO you eat lemons?
Your mind exists in your Quapmoc,
Everyones does

Create life with death
and eat hearty judgement
then leave, and hurt a deathly stone
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JRdingbatt121 what fucking joke of a person...he writes odd stuff about other people to cover up his insecurities..oooo im weird look at me...paint a fucking target on your head if you wanna be seen you fucking flower pot 021229
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Youre a little bITCH Fuck you
Phil's cool
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Strideo who has insecurities?
.
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possibly the most confused person ever i really like phil, but this "phil" that you are speak of, i dont he is the phil i like. of course i could be mistaken, but i dont think i am. to the phil i speak of, i think i am falling in love with you. which is a wierd thing seeing as i dont know what love truly is. 030118
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phil well that takes a.. well nevermind. You're making me confused too.

And as for all you shouters over there, everybody reads something different.
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Strideo phil?
.
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spike phil would make a nice masseuse. no? 030131
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phil I haven't gotten any good practice. 030206
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phil you're a sick man charlie brown 030211
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jane did you mean it when you said you wanted to fuck me 030211
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:) shut the fuck up you gay fuck retard 030221
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phil do you mean for me to say I'd want to fuck you? 030327
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jane you said it
see: jane
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megan i feel like you're taking away my best friend.
and it hurts so bad sometimes, when i pick up the phone because i know she would be right there holding me if something went wrong, but she's not anymore.
and maybe i'm being jealous, but never the less, it still hurts more than anything and i hate you for that.
i wish she'd come back. i wish so bad.
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phil I_battle_the_rabble_with_babble

riding beneath the stars
the land beautifl at night
I see only the bright light
of the stars
not going far
in a car, ha
not feeling a heart
I accelerate
pushing to the floor
that porcelin figure
I adore
it's my escapade
my getaway
taking speed as I escape
empty chambers
filling hollow holes
everyone running in a barrel
12 miles long...
emptied into the night
my dashboard glows
as holes
shattering windows blow
feeling the ground below
with their bones
putting my suffering in a hole
pouring into my soul
I take no love
I feel no love
I see no angel of love
I see the night in my singing tones
except for this fucking ground
my dignity in the magazine
I'm not sick
but my kidneys rot inside me...
I feel the ground
swerve, suffering
jumping out windows
glass shattering elbows
the pavement pillows
going home...
to the motionless sea
accepting me
the motionless sea.
Every night I roam alone
trying to understand
I cannot stand one more night
feeling low
everything left alone
without love
The angle of death
here and now
the angel in white
the only one I love
the famine
the misery
the pain
seeing what has been done
I make my escape
I accelerate
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somebody you are wise. 030625
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111111111 a]d9f 031127
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jane thanks for the call last night. it was a fantastic surprise 040308
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minnesota_chris annoying 040521
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minnesota_chris desist 040521
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obvious McKrakken 040521
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iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl strange 040522
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Connecting..the.dots.. thank you for giveing me some perspective 040610
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phil I desist you continue this stopping immediately! 041012
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phil I walked and saw a carved up tree and a dead rabbit
I saw the scars covering the ground and the power lines
Plants that had grown tortured from behind fences.
my friends suicide overshadowing 200 houses.
I don't think I can ever get past this pain. The answers I get from nowhere.
I don't ever want to go back to the mad world I came from.
Where there is nothing left to see.
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phil It must suprise you Cori how much you mean to me.
I mean you suprise me.
I feel kind of stupid saying it.
I love the way you show me things.
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phil dam 041129
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dam is right 041129
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fix 041129
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phil hotornot.com

keyword: exploring
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phil The last romantic thing that anyone had ever said to me was sex. And I remember it well, the way her eyes rolled into the back of my brain.
I don't rememeber being in love, but I definetly was.
I don't think I can imagine people as they really are, reading on blather.
I imagine you sitting at your computer, drinking a soda, setting down a book every so often to type, in reply, a message to something I said. In an off-hand way.
Your not perfect, and though you hardly realize it, your out with your friends. Missing opportunites by inches day to day.
I bet you didn't know that my teeth hurt whenever I eat a candy bar.
I am timid about brushing them.
I liked the movie pi, it was simple and not as confusing as a lot of movie that try to deal with big ideas. And it has the cool drill scene which is a good reason to watch it again.
Who am I writing to? you.
Hi, I know you are reading.
It's funny how that all works out.
How are you doing? Are you getting enough sleep?
Do you ever feel lonely?
Or are you the type of person who has all the friends.
Why didn't you care about me?
Why didn't you call. Why didn't we do some of the things you said we were going to?
What the hell is wrong with you?!
Can we just try maybe instead to at least say that something is wrong between us, and with everyone we know. Something is wrong, with everyone I know.
Every relationship, every acquaintence.
I just can't be friends.
I can't stand them.
I can't be truthful.
I hate the way I am stuck in the middle sometimes.
Forced to take what I am given, love who I hate.
I swear to god you do not understand. The way people can be mean in the shadows. And the way that I can't.

And as I write I go back and correct and realize what I said all made sense.
But not all of it is true, I can't write that.
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i did call. you never called me back 050104
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p.s. though. i still care. 050104
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phIl 'Cardboard'

The light on the other side of my hand splinters, pushing the receptors, rods and cones in my eyes, further from reality.
My vision starts darkening, I hear angels screaming, enraged at all this ending.
Like passionate corkscrews driven through reflected pools, spherical tears filled with black pupils spill out.
Pain erodes the walls wrapped around my brain, stoking the flames, spread like, sounds of a symphony, running up my throat with just enough force to blow a candle out.
I am alone without her little sounds, even though it was only momentary, she is a beauty, she struck me down, from high above the clouds, to kiss my lips like epiphanies, leaving me a worm to digest inside me, claws trying to dig apart two hard bars, love and security.
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phIl 'Cardboard'

The light on the other side of my hand splinters, pushing the receptors, rods and cones in my eyes, further from reality.
My vision starts darkening, I hear angels screaming, enraged at this ending.
Like passionate corkscrews driven through reflected pools, spherical tears filled with black pupils spill out.
Pain erodes the walls wrapped around my brain, stoking the flames, spread like, sounds of a symphony, running up my throat with just enough force to blow a candle out.
I am alone without her little sounds, even though it was only momentary, she is a beauty, she struck me down, from high above the clouds, to kiss my lips like epiphanies, leaving me a worm to digest inside me, claws trying to dig apart two hard bars, love and security.
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gja Hey phil - i was somewhere today and was introduced to someone call philip. he was ok, actually he was very ok.
so when it was time for me to go is said "see ya phil". he said "dont call me phil - i dont like it"
after that i didnt think he was that ok.
i was just trying to let him know thta i thought he was ok. a bit presumptuous maybe but he was just philip anyway. he was pretty upset about two missing letters. his problem not mind. but are all you phils like that?
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A.K.A."Come on guy" Violent Dirty P. Nelson Phil N Most friends call me Phil.

I think Philip is nice to hear sometimes

though, Philip is a romantic name to hear.

But I don't demand to be called anything.
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ye Pilop Tony . 070215
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demure why are people out buying designer handbags
when the rest of the world is starving?
makes me sick
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phil Why are people MAKING designer handbags? 070218
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ping pong because they are like sheep trying to be happy.

lets exaggerate that word "trying"

they could do something else to make a living or just want less.
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phil The problem is... is this really my head, or is there a leak I am listening to?
Here, you listen...
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phil discourse rather heavy, pleasurable tones, i did enjoy reading them, I feel envious,

Can you read the last few blathes I've written and tell me, am I sane?
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Pink Paint but you said that on discourse we can just have fun?

we only live once don't we?
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phil If only shadows could not hide the agony wrought in a festive canyon as this heart of landmarks floods the ocean's damaged smile. 070404
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phil http://www.mollygolightly.com/word/archives/2004_01.php 071127
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krupt well frankly phill... i think you're a bitch. youre a dick for commnting on my blathes, if i wanted to hear someones opinion on my sanity id see a psychiatrist, not some poetry writing fag. so fuck off. everyone writes on blather to get out their feelings anonomously and not to be judged, thats what this site is all about, if you want to comment, go to facebook like the rest of the douche bags all us blatherers are trying to stay away from... if i could slam a door in your face right now i would you self righteous fuck. UGH this is why i hate people! 080228
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nom hi 081008
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phil I would like to read your blathes for you, if you want me to, tell me here. 090824
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phil I don't have much to say about a job. I have a lot to say about drugs, I have a lot to say about war, about brothers and strangers. I have nothing to say to society, to the youth. But I will listen to the youth, to hear hopes and dreams from the other side of life.
I care, fight, struggle, and at all points I am tired, tired of fighting against so many things that I have become, that I am becoming. Things no one can understand.
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. understanding takes progression,
a march maze until you fall out of a sound, listening and moving.

the score of a lightness
illuminated circle
it is perfect
that lightness
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Toxic_Kissed "Phil Me Up Buttercup"
By ~ Three Found Dations

A hit song from a parallel universe to our own.
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