| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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SHEEM FLIT FLIT FRANZIC. when you know, you will crap your pants. WHEN YOU KNOW YOU WILL CRAP YOUR PANTS. i work too much. that's why i'm doing this. i'm at work, but i'm not working. FUCK IT ALL. MONEY ASS. BLISS. i can put my fist in it. FOR YOU. FOR YOU. ahahah. DRINK UP BUTTERCUP THE WORLD IS FALLING IN ON YOUR HEAAAADSSSS. zero to sixtyI AM THE FREEEEEEEEE. icecreamwhiskeyFUCK MY BRAIN. errrgo fuck me like i am france. I AM THE FREE. I AM THE FREE. time, perhaps... you don't recall me. time, perhaps... lost causes abound. time, perhaps... sexless assholes beans and cheese and right might. freedom. I AM THE FREE. don't fuck it. don't fuck it. don't fuck it. it's coming it's coming. don't fuck it don't fuck it. i am coming. here it comes. there it is. where. find it find it in your head beautiful destruction mankind can't take icecreamwhiskeyBRAINFUCK. errrgo sin. SIN I WIN I AM THE deeeeeval. pretty nice pretty nice. SNORF. FRANL. BOOGALOO. SMALLYIAN. suddenly you're on. THE MAN THE GOD THE FRIEND suddenly you're on. no more is he the CORE OF THE FRESHMAN EFFORT. yee. sort of like this in the past, but not really. sort of like this in the past but not really only better friend of all friend of none who knowS? I AM THE FREE. I AM THE FREE. where is it? where am i? who am i? I AM THE FREE. sit down. live. enjoy. I AM THE FREE. llllll. and never underestimate the power and never underestimate the power and never underestimate the power. every trick you know every trick you've discovered won't help you now. don't forget there are things that don't matter things that make differences to socratic methods and platonic solids and felt cutouts of magical creatures. there is nothing sadder than the happiness you find in the loss of every thing. . GO AWAY. I AM THE FREE. ahhh. AHAH. it's 8:00pm. i'm running on a schedule. goo. |
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i wrote this song a while back. before i was engaged to A. before i bought the ring. i recently re-listened to it. lord, why is this love? who are the free? who are the free? i've been thinking a lot about it. A. hated this song. please, bend with me girl we don't need pride we need to survive i write a lot of lyrics stream of consciousness. i don't think about them and sometimes i don't realize what they mean for a long time. please don't lie tell me the truth do you feel this inside? do you feel me inside? please don't lie i need the truth i need you to feel me inside i need you to feel me inside the lyrics of the song, the sound of my voice. i'm screaming at myself to wake up and realize the problems with A. the roots of all our problems, all there. that's it. i'm going to be later for work than i wanted to be. |
i found it. eureka! |
i like that. |