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| im out of xBlog for now, i think it takes my time away, when I can be biking... or doing something good with my life, im not saying thhat xBlog is bad, im just saying that for me it takes to much time away, when i dont go on it I get more time to do stuff....
anyways, i went biking, it was very fun, i went exploring around, on saturday, i went to my grandma's house my cousin's were there, before they came I played my little cousin, i beat him badly, then when my other cousins cam we walked to Vons and bought some astro pops, they are very good, it was so much fun....
this will be y last post for a while, xanga is another reason i dont get enough time to do stuff... so, i ill see you maybe in like a week, maybe sooner..  | | |
| here's another poem, I dunno why I'm posting them, but hey, im too lazy to tell about my day,
Years
Years ago, the story begins. Once. In such-and-such a place, some season or other, A stranger, two lovers, disaster. She wants to close the book, but constellations Of narrative structures interlock: gunfire In the street, explosions at the embassy, Betrayal, failure, decades of grinding hopelessness. How long ago he died, his face pages vanished. And she, dedicated reader, carries out sentence after sentence, Her knowledge of the end complete, her execution certain.
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| i found a quote, very random,
"There are times when a paranoid control freak is exactly what the situation requires." | | |
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