

An Argument No One WinsA box of old pictures hits the wall. As they slide out of the overturned box, a door slams; the wind of it’s sudden closing flips the topmost over, concealing the subject of the photographs. A ring sits in a pocket, no longer wanted. It will be returned tomorrow. Perhaps it will bring joy to someone eventually, but for now, it weighs heavily for all that it weighs mere ounces. Soon, an apartment will be half empty, waiting in vain for a return that isn’t to be. Perhaps the empty room will be occupied shortly, but that is up to fate. A creaking as a chair is filled, the wood of the table soaks up a few salty drops of water. The debris of a depAn Argument No One Wins


More Like the Bunny RaceThe human race seems obsessed with,More Like the Bunny Race
Finding that certain someone. We rarely seem to find it fast, So instead we search for fun
It has no point, but shallow pleasure And believe me, that isn't filling, So we move along with heavy hearts, 'Cause it wasn't worth a shilling.
Most pathetic, the certain few,
Who see this sad condition, And save their hearts, through lonely nights Quite of their own volition.
They should be glad, they beat the curve,
and haven't cheapened love. But no, not so, depression shows, An


Not Your Average CherubA simple premise, no fancy fluff, This game had class, no need to bluff. A fight twix gods, the world in peril, The god of darkness to make land sterile. But lo', a savior, in toga garbed,Not Your Average Cherub
With a magic bow, and arrows barbed. He fights for Light, for Palutena entrapped, And journey's through darkness, underworld unmapped Medusa's minions, 'though they stand in the way, Are no match for an angel, who knows not dismay. So remember with joy, the Nintendo of old, The pleasures it gave, will never grow old. The force of nostalgia, has oft' shown it's head, They bring ba
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When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. - Helen Keller
kay
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Join the Katie revolution ~Katie-Army
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Totally lost where I was going with that.
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"I don't wear the pants in this relationship. I wear the kilt. It's ten times more manly than wearing the pants."
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I'm the one not worth meeting.
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Damn, I could use some hot chocolate right about now.
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I'm the one not worth meeting.
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