"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
Fire... A bushmans telly
Come forth and thou shalt win enternal happiness. but he came fifth so he won an electric toatser.
But there's no sense crying over every mistake. You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Some Jarhead last night: "this dumb a$$ thinks hes fireproof"
"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
I dreamt that I ate a 10 pound marshmellow and then when I woke up, my pillow was gone!
Some Jarhead last night: "this dumb a$$ thinks hes fireproof"
FREE TIBET!!! (with the purchase of a 44 oz. drink)What do you want to be when you grow up?I want to be a kid again!I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.~~~J~~~
Love is a gift. You can't buy it, you can't find it, someone has to give it to you. Learn to be receptive of that gift
wherever you go, there you are.
It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.
What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...
Are we nearly there yet?
quote:You mean that's not true!
I was convinced that if I covered my eyes with my hands, other people couldn't see me.
quote:You are magic, beautiful, and you can talk to water and trees! They do indeed listen And I believe in your magic twig wand! Man, lets play! I woulda loved to be your play friend when I was little... Still would, infact! I still talk to the ocean and the Moon... she is a particularly good listener.
Originally posted by dibs: I also used to think I was magic and could talk to water and trees. I used to live in Wales in the middle of nowhere, and used to go off (dressed as a fairy like a little hippie kid, equiped with my wand - which was actually a twig, but I was convinced that was realy magical too!) into the fields and forrests and play in the trees and streams and stuff. I used to go and sit in the stream and talk to the rocks and tell them stories. I used to climb the trees and talk to them too, about my adventures. And I knew they would never tell anyone my secrets, because they were my best friends!! awww!
*:...one day all the fairy fridges will be aligned and my pixie world will be complete...:*
*:...one day all the fairy fridges will be aligned and my pixie world will be complete...:*
Laugh Often, Smile Much, Post lolcats Always
Currently on the right side up of the world.
Currently on the right side up of the world.
I've had people ask me if I were shipwrecked on a deserted island, and could only have one book, what would it be? I always say 'How to Build a Boat.'
quote:- Dude! (or Dudette! seeing as i have recently learned you are a female of the species)
Originally posted by Flynt:
i also used to beleive that if you thought everything was going to be ok, some how it magically would be! being an adult sucks, i miss my blissful ignorance of "reality"
-As angels debate chance and fate-
i was riding through melbourne on a midget giraffe, things were peachy.
Laugh Often, Smile Much, Post lolcats Always
Currently on the right side up of the world.
Smile and the whole world smiles with you
"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
Currently on the right side up of the world.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
-Such a price the gods exact for song: to become what we sing
-Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.
-When the center of the storm does not move, you are in its path.