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something
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dallas
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to play withbr to dream withbr to be withbr to see withbr
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980826
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amy
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simple is among us.
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980906
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blind
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is always in the way.
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980914
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steve
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wicked this way comes. Wooo! I'm a cliche!
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981021
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brandi
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no, nothing
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990204
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jenny
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something about that french boy on his blue and white circa-1991 rollerblades just won't leave me alone
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990208
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josh
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mediochre to satisfy my teacher
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990415
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Josh
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strange on the bottom of my shoe
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990415
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OTK
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are we reaching? are we searching? if not, then what? does it matter what? is this a rhetorical question? is a woman as good as she claims? is a man as big as his? if you know, you won't have to keep using these silly indefinite pronouns. if you knew you might want to keep using them.
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990723
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nullspace
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anything
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990907
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vincent m artman
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psychoerotic passions dripping through a needlepoint orbiting bricks celebrating sony negative nirvana
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991109
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camille
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tangible
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000104
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me
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in my stomach tingles when i think of you.
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000330
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flux capacitance
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we are trembling to pull another 5 dollars out of our pockets for something anything
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000415
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rabbit of the morning
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was it something i said? i know it's nothing i did. something's up. somthun.
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000415
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WoNDERGIRL
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There is just something about you and the way you look so increadibly deeply into my eyes that makes me feel as if I'll just melt into a thousand million broken pieces lying there waiting for your heart to soak them up inside of you--or something...
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000521
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gonut
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There sure are an awful lot of things around. Some of those things are good and some are bad. And some really are and some aren't even. There. How do we know? Well... we don't. That's the problem...
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000812
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amy
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i think i have something to say and i don't know what it is and wouldn't know how to say it but the more time i spend alone the closer i come.
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000910
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Fly
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I look at the curent in this slowly moving stream. I smile with amazment..... it feels like a dream. Im speachless as i stair into the something. Something is everywhere. You just have to stair. Look under the rock, But beware... Its power will fill your vains, your heart will pound with feeling... your mind will fill with everything. bask in the now.. some way some how. I look at the movement of this race. I stand in place. with a still smile on my face. The something is all around us. In the grass, the sky, the weak and the strong The rock , the feather, the noise and the song. Its with you where ever you go. The sun, the rain, the clouds and the snow. The something hits you on the back when your not looking. When your at school, sleeping, walking or cooking. Its in the air that you breath and the tears that you cry. From the love and sorrow, to the living and the people who die. The only way to start.... is to find the something... look deep in your heart. Open it up....let the light be free. It will change everything. And the something, you will see. I look at the stones that are placed in my hand. I wish everyone would understand. I close my eyes and listen to the curent of the stream. Everyone will see, when they wake from there dream. But for now... I’ll look at the movement of this race. and stand in place. with a still smile on my face.
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001126
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rollins
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I don't step on roaches when they crawl across my floor If I saw your body burning in the street I'd put you out with gasoline When the garbage piles up past my knees and the rats are running free I'll say we're even - you'll know it's the end of something Touch our fear Don't be afraid When the tears from your eyes that you cried have dried And there's nothing left to say When you see that the time we spent together meant nothing And you couldn't make me stay Remember me and my eyes and how they saw you Remember me and my voice and what I said It's over and now there's nothing - it's the end of something Touch our fear Don't be afraid When the laughter dies away and I finally see that the joke was on me When the cold wind blows through my clothes and there's nowhere warm for me to go When my flesh pulls tight across my bones And I'm thinking I'd be better off stoned I'll know - it's the end of something
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010106
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010106
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Tasha
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I'm suppost to be doing something right now but I can't pull myelf away from this computer...
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010115
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Chrity
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go to: i_have_words
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010408
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Sol
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as am i it is terrifying isnt it (and its damnably cold in here.)
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010418
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kx21
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What are the differences between Nothing and Something?
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010829
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dB
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matter as compared to no matter. Tell me what doesn't matter, and I will tell you how wonder you are.
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010829
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god
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everything doesn't matter
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010829
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indust
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it was something he said...oh, nothing
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011129
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bzzmel
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to be without to be in doubt
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011207
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Marianna
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cold, mindless, and disturbing.
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020414
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Marianna again...
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I thought I was in love Turns out I'm not I thought I felt something Turns out I did not.
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020414
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youinquired
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being left up to nothing only breeds the brethren of something and only when the everything is dried up they furrow petals into the lake of anything.
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020426
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FOX WILLIAM MULDER
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"Shake and shake the ketchup bottle. None'll come, and then a lot'll."
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020803
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southernlady
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Sometimes I think of something but in an instant that thought just flies out in the air. I can't catch it. I retrace my steps hoping to recapture the thought, but it eludes me. Then i talk to myself and try to find the humor in it all. But losing your mind is no laughing matter unless you are the one doing the losing, then nothing matters
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020915
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kmontso
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makes me think that there is still hope for me... ?
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021002
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me
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I was walkiong along when I saw something small and white fluttering along the street...
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021205
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a_butterfly_moment
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021205
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girlnamedlover
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something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover something in the way she woos me I dont want to leave her now you know I believe her now somewhere in her smile she knows that I dont need no other lover something in her style that shows me dont want to leave her now you know I believe her now youre asking me will my love grow I dont know, I dont know you stick around now it may show I dont know, I dont know something in the way she knows and all I have to do is think of her something in the things she shows me dont want to leave her now you know I believe her now
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021206
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jane
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my favorite beatles song george wrote it
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021206
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delial
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"I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote something, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’things has always been and always will be you. I miss you." you're asking me will my love grow I don't know you stick around now, it may show I don't know
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oldephebe
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sometimes when i sing, in a coffehouse or church or intimate setting i feel something like a glowing light some finger of flame thin as a spiders web and it tethers me to the soul of those listening and i intuit what i think it is their soul wants me to say? no not quite i feel like it's no longer me just singing and playing - it's all these souls ringed in fire or this kindred empathic thread and we become united and the song something pure something not just me - there's this ache of something that is unknown but that wants to Be - and then it finally is but it's not just me and my vibrato that caused it to come out and take sonic shape
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030706
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oldephebe
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okay it's something like i'm singing for those still haunted by the ghosts of loves' first spring - some communal collective - Hummm - thing -some indefinable interstitial architecture - this nexus emanating from the plexus - i can never recreat those nights or the songs and my voice never seems to sound as emotive or clear afterwards - and you the brims of my eyes are (okay it's more than just the mere actuation or frenzy of axons and dendrites and maybe i'm trying to enoble or elevate something everyone experiences but okay so then i feel this congealed crush of notes and my mouth sings lyrics that aren't in the verse and my hands play chords and motifs that aren't in the score so ummm i guess that qualifies as something c'mon kids did you really expect brevity from that elusive idiosyncrasy that is -shut up- okay so... brevity from me now that would be something ..
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030706
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Jodie
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strange is in the air
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030708
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ferret
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something anything i need a break from nothing caught in the wake need a break
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030708
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ferret
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something anything i need a break from nothing caught in the wake need a break
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030708
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oldephebe
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caught in an elliptical temporal loop
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030715
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nomme
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i once heard in a street the sound of horses hoofs someone calling someone else from afar a bird singing of the day and the stories of children who pass on their way to school. something crossed my path like a beetle of good fortune it bestowed mythologies of hope. something speechlessly eloquent. i often look for the fallen pennies the misplaced dimes the careless quarters of our everyday journeys shared thoughts the currency of exchange the street the scene this stage our setting and rising tonight our hours are full topped to the brim overflowing with moonlit dissonance
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030715
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Me
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I am so confused
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031105
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blah blah blah
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is everything is infity
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040207
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Hi
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hehe, am i supposed to be here?
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040318
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ethereal
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there might be something there that wasn't there before. *does twirly tea pot dance
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040318
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Death of a Rose
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must give
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040319
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me
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nothing to any one
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040416
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pete
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is something from nothing, or nothing from something? or is something the same as nothing and we forever seek to have neither? to be free from limitations and catergorizations and bias and stereotypes that come with having something and nothing coexisting?
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040416
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Smurf
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They're both just words, you're putting to much effort into this
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040430
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skinny
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(nothing)0.o????
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040521
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illusionary_reality
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i was looking for it...that something special. but someone took it away... will you get it back for me? it was something really special you know. like the first winter snowflake, but gentler. like morning dew, but sweeter. it was something i could call mine. will you get it back for me?
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040608
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naive artist
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I had something to say, but I've completely forgotten it now.
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040619
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bum bum olivia
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"say something." "what?" "anything." what would have happened if i'd said something? i can't do that with the new one - mostly because he always IS saying someting. i love it. no awkward gaps in conversation that we have to manufacture questions and dirty comments to fill. i don't need to titillate him to have a decent conversation. something was the only thing that i wanted, and hey i think i've got it.
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040813
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Frank
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go to something sure ok good idea hrm NO! lets not go through that again shall we?
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041013
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nighean_siofra
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it was something |