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what_you_just_can't_blather
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Annie111
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Warmth. A touch. Eye contact.
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011222
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MolyCule
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December 19th, 1995. Still can't fucking talking about it even in the safety of this relative anonymity. Six years wasted. My god.
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011223
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yoink
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your social security number
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020109
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CheapVodka
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facial expressions
it's true you know
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020109
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Casey
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where i live...you all may try and come kill me or something
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020109
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burden
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Where, Casey? We're toothless, really.
Pain.
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burden
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Y'cant blather pain.
Or music.
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god
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... i love you, peggy sue...
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CheapVodka
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you can't blather what your insides feel like...when you hurt really bad inside and you can't even speak much less type...see
i can't even blather it now..
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unhinged
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yeah, cause when you do most people bitch about self_indulgent whining and how your life is really great compared to starving children in somalia.
well guess what....i'm not a starving child in somalia. trent reznor was a wize man 'i focus on the pain; the only thing that's real'
i think the real blather_dilemma here is that everyone wants this place for theirs. wants everyone to sympathize to their point of view 100% of the time. when we don't get that, we attack people for their points of view. i know; i do that. but i've always claimed i was a hypocrite.
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I feel sorry for everyone
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You know, sometimes they just make bad movies. But sometimes you just don't see the point, maybe you never really saw the movie at all. A groovey movie can be ruined by someone's talking.
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020201
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User24
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I wish I could write all of blather to a CD.
blather_suggestions
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020306
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Mahayana
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constant cravings
[ooooooooooh god]
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020306
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hey now!
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um..
yeah, what the heshe said
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020306
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hey now!
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oops.. take "the" out and thats what i meant to say
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020306
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Ivonna H.
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pronounciation. you can try, but nothing is like the real thing. It's quite amusing, especially for us foreigners.
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020306
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Syrope
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i can blather anything...
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020306
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Mateo
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Silennce, absence of thought, peace.
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020307
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screwing for virginity
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the beauty of the perfect face
the misery of a lost moment
the love of a puppy
and the fulfilment of stew and tough bread
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021006
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Mahayana
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what you just can't blather
pot´s for ponces; give me some smack
the last place i wished to be [with] her...
take the cold lines
[turn the other cheek dear]
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021006
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jane
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paint
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021006
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Aimee
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voice inflection.... most of the time i'm sarcastic, but everyone takes me so seriously...
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021007
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krimilda
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really loud laughter
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021007
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freakizh
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if i scratch my head again, it'll bleed.
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021007
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me
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pure anything
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041215
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050222
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Zoe
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the way you feel when your someone looks at you and everything in your world just stands still. and the way you feel when that same someone does something incredibly dumb, and you two are forced to deal with it, and it hurts you worse than anything you have ever known.
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050222
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'cause it would be just one more nauseatingly self indulgant stream of post-adolescent goo. and i think i've pasted page after page of pointlessness here on blather.
it's no great trajedy or revelation or poetic cliche. i'm slipping into the abyss again and i've clawed my way out so many times that
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050223
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meta
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meta
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060708
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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