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This is Cheap and TawdryI miss the you, I used to know The one that would come to, all of my shows Who didn't care, were we went As long as our time, was well spent.This is Cheap and Tawdry
I miss the joy, I miss the laugh It is now all, aftermath of some moments, that we shared I wish now that, you still cared.
You were into me, and I was into you I miss the things that, we used to do All the dates, and mistakes That one night were we, stayed out so late.
The car ride home, the hug goodbye All seem to pile in the, back of my mind I can't think straight, head is a mess You miss is
by ~SarcasticReject
I suck and never title songsYou've lost that feeling you had in your touch, The one that I used to crave so much. Things have changed and I have cut the slack, I think now that I don't want you back.I suck and never title songs
It pains me to say this, that you know, My love for you could never show. I always hid it from the public eye, When you realized, it made you cry.
I would die for you, you know its true, Because I fucked up, yet so did you. You had my love, constantly bought, Seemed to me more often then not.
This will end happy I'm sure, This last year was such a blur. We've had the gre
by ~SarcasticReject
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Denialby ~LuluBerylium
Poverty and the MilitarySince the 1970's, the working poor have long been part of the military machine. Enticed by promises of job training, college tuition, or just an escape from poverty, the ppor have often been human fuel for the military system. There is a direct relationship between the kind of people in the military and the economic inequality in this country and others.Poverty and the Military
The military, for many young men, has long been seen as a means of escape. This has been most evident since the draft was abolished in 1973, low income households encouraging sons and daughters to join the military as a means to pay for college th
by ~thewronged
Crimson Drops In A Snowyfield4John’s hand trembled as bent to pick up his glasses from the ground, noticing for the first time he had dropped them. As he placed them on his nose the figure, too, reached and made a similar motion with his hand. Was this man, if it was a man, mocking him? Imitating his movements and mocking the unsteady way he could not control his hands.Crimson Drops In A Snowyfield4
John looked down to his hands to attempt and steady them. He looked up and the figure was gone. He spun around quickly, his eyes searching for the figure.&
by ~thewronged
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- Current Residence: Reddin'
- Interests: Your dad.
- Favourite band or musician: Ramones
- Favourite genre of music: Pizzle Rizzle
- Skin of choice: White?
- Favourite game: Fuck off
- Personal Quote: Eat my ass?
- Tools of the Trade: The right hand or the left?
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(¸.·´ (¸.·' whitney
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Hi there.
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Oh my god you've got to tell me
with stainless steal agaisnt your head
I'll paint this barrel blood fucking red. We've all been scratched. We've all been tainted.
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I'm fagtastic...
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Oh my god you've got to tell me
with stainless steal agaisnt your head
I'll paint this barrel blood fucking red. We've all been scratched. We've all been tainted.
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