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i'd rather be picking raspberries and painting row boats.
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i'd rather be warm, free, and fearless.
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Artemis
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I wish I were a hunter, in search of different prey.
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copywrong
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Artemis give credit where credits due
run lola run soundtrack ;)
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girl_jane
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mmm
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in love
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rasberries strawberries the good wines we brew. here's to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink them to.
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Glory Box
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There were some growing outside your door and I picked some and ate them, and you picked some and gave them to me.
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camille
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I just had a raspberry shake at Dairy Queen mmmmmmmmmmmm
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shadowfalls
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blowing raspberries and picking dandelions
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realistic optimist
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raspberries and dark chocolate are TEH WIN!!!!11!1one!1!!
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pipedream
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*blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat*
there, haven't done that for a WHILE now. *grins*
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we used to have raspberry bushes in my backyard and my mom would always send me out to pick raspberries so she could make jam. i always ate all of the raspberries and then went and told her that the bushes must be bad because there weren't any raspberries on them. my mom then married my stepdad and they cut out the raspberry bushes. i was so mad at him, i even hated him. those bushes were my heaven. i later was talking to my mom about it and she claims that they cut the bushes out because they never produced any raspberries, but i still think that larry(stepdad) wanted to cut them out just to piss me off.
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oooh i love that taste
fat,plump little cells pop- Explode!
to purge the palate of anything but
nectar.. sweet wine this ruby flesh
if i were to ever find a bush i would
pluck handfulls to my mouthfulls
chomp berries till the juices are dribbledrabbling from my face
and lick the wounds in my hands
were you to touch me,dare you disturb me
wild catatonic eyes will chew you over
and mad cheshire glee will paint your face as the juice doth mine
rosemadder
In a frenzy you'd see me jump into the bush, romp stomp gleefully on it's branches and gold
don't come near.. i Will bite.
battle cry leap onto broken shards of twigs, till one impales me
through the heart
as all indulgences do
touch you mine blood to your lips
so sweet with black juices
remember me as such
loving to the death
and sweetness of heart
sweet
so sweet
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i love you july afternoon
i love you raspberries
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in our old house we had these amazing raspberry bushes, they took up the whole back of the yard. my grandparents took a few from us and started growing them their backyward. when we moved, we took some from their yard, but when we tried to grow them they never really blossomed.
i miss those raspberries.
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no reason
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it's only when you get something that the moments in which you don't have that something become obvious and empty
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no reason
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this wasn't supposed to be under raspberries, but oh well
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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