jyh
from VA is reading whatever he feels likeSeptember 12, 2012 - 1:21pm
Trick people into seeing homoerotic pictures.
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End this blasphemy now, pretty please.
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Your very reputations are at stake.
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The internet consumes all it enocunters.
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Why did chicken cross the road?
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TO GRIND HUMANITY UNDER HIS FEET!
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Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 12, 2012 - 1:45pm
Not sure if I'm doing this right, but it's fun.
His thoughts, permanently spreading like floods.
Resigned to a fate of misery
Night still, as simple words fly.
The immensity of my flawed design.
Forlorn thoughts, untold secrets, unintended pain
The intensity of slaves possessing knowledge.
Thunder holds my body, clever advisory.
Courtney
from the Midwest is reading Monkey: A Journey to the West and a thousand college textbooksSeptember 12, 2012 - 2:46pm
None of her memories were real.
A fire crept across the horizon.
The moon sunk slowly, starving sunlight.
Gordon Highland
from Kansas City is reading Secondhand Souls by Christopher MooreSeptember 12, 2012 - 3:17pm
Shit happened.
jyh
from VA is reading whatever he feels likeSeptember 12, 2012 - 3:33pm
You're being. Robbed. Not literally. Really.
Not really. But. You know it.
Scott MacDonald
from UK is reading PerfidiaSeptember 12, 2012 - 3:37pm
He wakes. He exists. He sleeps.
Seb
from Thanet, Kent, UK
September 12, 2012 - 3:50pm
Fleeting is beautiful, a memory, forgotten.
Bob Pastorella
from Groves, Texas is reading murder books trying to stay hip, I'm thinking of you, and you're out there so Say your prayers, Say your prayers, Say your prayers September 12, 2012 - 6:40pm
They know everything, and never sleep.
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 12, 2012 - 6:52pm
Left in a dream, feeling nothing.
Covewriter
from Nashville, Tennessee is reading & SonsSeptember 12, 2012 - 7:31pm
The love, the hate, all ancient
Nick
from Toronto is reading Adjustment DaySeptember 12, 2012 - 7:31pm
Free to a good home: chlamydia.
Covewriter
from Nashville, Tennessee is reading & SonsSeptember 12, 2012 - 7:34pm
Darling don't tell anyone the secret
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 12, 2012 - 8:09pm
Deliver me, for I am evil.
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 12, 2012 - 8:10pm
I had become sin so easily.
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 12, 2012 - 8:20pm
Did I mention, I am poison.
Desperation and pain, evaporate like rain.
OtisTheBulldog
from Somerville, MA is reading The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot DiazSeptember 12, 2012 - 8:54pm
Reincarnated thread bares it's fangs, aghast!
Amloki
from Singapore is reading Human Traces by Sebastian FaulksSeptember 12, 2012 - 9:03pm
She's not comfortable in her skin.
Chris Johnson
from Burlington NC is reading The Proud HighwaySeptember 12, 2012 - 9:09pm
Death promises to meet me halfway.
Dwayne
from Cincinnati, Ohio (suburbs) is reading books that rotate to often to keep this updatedSeptember 12, 2012 - 11:29pm
Everybody's got a story.
avery of the dead
from Kentucky is reading Cipher SistersSeptember 13, 2012 - 6:35am
He returned, but never came home.
Amloki
from Singapore is reading Human Traces by Sebastian FaulksSeptember 13, 2012 - 6:41am
Averydoll, I love that. Also, sounds like a great first line.
OtisTheBulldog
from Somerville, MA is reading The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot DiazSeptember 13, 2012 - 6:43am
The sirens silenced the barking dog.
Danny grant
September 13, 2012 - 9:18am
Spewing forth from open legs; life
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 13, 2012 - 9:24am
Sentimental memories float delicately then stagger.
R.Moon
from The City of Champions is reading The Last Thing He Wanted by Joan Didion; Story Structure Architect by Victoria Lynn Schimdt PH.D; Creating Characters by the editors of Writer's DigestSeptember 13, 2012 - 10:01am
After he killed the man - it was Christmas Eve - the only thing that bothered him was the annoyance of being unable to wrap his children's presents.
bryanhowie
from FW, ID is reading East of Eden. Steinbeck is FUCKING AMAZING.September 13, 2012 - 10:15am
He returned, but never came home.
She came, but she never came home.
avery of the dead
from Kentucky is reading Cipher SistersSeptember 13, 2012 - 10:18am
I like yours better.
Gordon Highland
from Kansas City is reading Secondhand Souls by Christopher MooreSeptember 13, 2012 - 10:56am
Being born again proved a death sentence for the former child actor who portrayed Jesus.
drea
from Rural Alberta, Canada is reading between the linesSeptember 13, 2012 - 5:43pm
This is a waste of time.
Stacy Kear
from Bucyrus, Ohio lives in New Jersey is reading The Art of War September 13, 2012 - 6:00pm
^^^ awesomeness
Jonathan Riley
from Memphis, Tennessee is reading Flashover by Gordon Highland September 16, 2012 - 12:05am
Trick people into seeing homoerotic pictures.1 2 3 4 5 6
End this blasphemy now, pretty please.1 2 3 4 5 6
Your very reputations are at stake.1 2 3 4 5 6
The internet consumes all it enocunters.1 2 3 4 5 6
Why did chicken cross the road?1 2 3 4 5 6
TO GRIND HUMANITY UNDER HIS FEET!
1 2 3 4 5 6
Not sure if I'm doing this right, but it's fun.
His thoughts, permanently spreading like floods.
Resigned to a fate of misery
Night still, as simple words fly.
The immensity of my flawed design.
Forlorn thoughts, untold secrets, unintended pain
The intensity of slaves possessing knowledge.
Thunder holds my body, clever advisory.
None of her memories were real.
A fire crept across the horizon.
The moon sunk slowly, starving sunlight.
Shit happened.
You're being. Robbed. Not literally. Really.
Not really. But. You know it.
He wakes. He exists. He sleeps.
Fleeting is beautiful, a memory, forgotten.
They know everything, and never sleep.
Left in a dream, feeling nothing.
The love, the hate, all ancient
Free to a good home: chlamydia.
Darling don't tell anyone the secret
Deliver me, for I am evil.
I had become sin so easily.
Did I mention, I am poison.
Desperation and pain, evaporate like rain.
Reincarnated thread bares it's fangs, aghast!
She's not comfortable in her skin.
Death promises to meet me halfway.
Everybody's got a story.
He returned, but never came home.
Averydoll, I love that. Also, sounds like a great first line.
The sirens silenced the barking dog.
Spewing forth from open legs; life
Sentimental memories float delicately then stagger.
After he killed the man - it was Christmas Eve - the only thing that bothered him was the annoyance of being unable to wrap his children's presents.
She came, but she never came home.
I like yours better.
Being born again proved a death sentence for the former child actor who portrayed Jesus.
This is a waste of time.
^^^ awesomeness
I did not know at all