What long separation can do ... The Rock You Dropped You're Hurting my bones, and my skin burns and my finger tips are gonna burst like squoze bananas in the hands of monkies on illicit medicine. The rock you dropped on my heart is making my blood flat from end to end and my tears sound like breaking glass when they hit the ground. Another Helping of You When you're gone I won't be lonely, but I'll try, if only your loudly perfuned memory will shut up. Since you don't miss me in the other room, my departure should go unnoticed, and I won't even have to tiptoe. Too much of you is my favorite puke, so I'll be back for another helping, okay? Tender Drowning Crap gets tenderly nudged before drowning, but I get unceremoniously throttled by a creative flair for inattention. What doesn't kill me makes me bitchier! Too Good for Me You're too good for me, so I'll have to leave you. The fact that I don't deserve you is proof of God's infinite mercy. SHREDS You don't mean ro hurt me but your stayed hand is painful, and my bloody shreds impress you not, for you seek the gift of missing me. Originality Not Appreciated Guidelines for giving me the ass: I prefer ass served tastefully; skirts up, panties down and ankles firmly gripped. Please don't improvise. |
Your No Show Because you didn't show the front gate swung crazily and the birds weren't hungry and wouldn't sing. Meow Kitty didn't care about her new toy; all those stray dogs never came back for their scraps, and the postman didn't leave my stamps. The corner store stayed closed, and the houseplants drooped, and my late dinner burned, while the shower scalded my back, and everthing turned out salty, later, except for the coffee which was too sweet, and I forgot the lyrics to that song that fills your head. |
Pretzel Love Is love supposed to hurt all over all the time? Yes Grasshopper, but you have to like it to really enjoy it. |
I do! I do! Hurt me more, hurt me more! I'm not bleeding, yet! |
Well, if you're not bleeding; you're not really in love, are you, Grasshopper? |
( ZEN Pretzel Love ) |
Ain't love grand coming and going! DIVORCE- It's not just for married people anymore. Parting, when entered into properly, can be an uplifting experience. "Divorce" gives you permission to not accommodate another at your expense, constantly. Divorce is a great crash diet. I feel like I've lost 120 pounds overnight! Okay, so you've lost 250! Now she won't have to put up with your unreasonable need for logic and order, and he won't have to endure continuous bad marks for his poor mindreading abilities, anymore. I haven't met the man yet who didn't flunk mindreading in school. We're such dummies! Ever heard "Parting is such sweet sorrow?" Blast is more like it. She was never my "donut" in the biblical sense; only in the black-hole-of-needs and hole-in-the-head senses. Anyway "New donut here I come, poor baby!" |
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