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Subject: subject to availability, not vaild in hawaii or alaska
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, August 10, 06:10:30pm Falling love i have. bottom rock hitting. slowly crazy going am i. his for love need i. Drive crazy bowling me. nothing here understand to. Only if he ever knew.

[> Subject: Re: subject to availability, not vaild in hawaii or alaska
Author: Michelle [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Saturday, August 11, 05:54:38pm ::sniff;: this is beautiful man! I LOVE it.. so much feeling... i expressed much over the phone. keep up the awesome kick-mortal-ass work, dude! love ya lots

Subject: Acrostics

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Tuesday, August 07, 09:01:38pm

I was bored one day at work (wait that's every day...) and this is what was created

Pretend that you know nothing
About what occurred
Soon it will all return and
Torture your vulnerable soul

Nothing is
Opposite of
What it seems

Fulfilling your
Ultimate hopes and
Touching the stars
Upon a black blanket of velvet
Reveal all that soon will be
Extended to your knowledge

[> Subject: Re: Acrostics
Author: amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, August 10, 06:24:02pm Is there something you should tell me about?

[> [> Subject: Re: Acrostics
Author: Michelle [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Saturday, August 11, 05:50:23pm Nope. I was just very bored at work. And I didn't have my table to do my homework on (cause rec stole it...), so HA!

Subject: Homeo and Ruliet

Author:
Amy Shaka-speare
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Date Posted: Saturday, August 11, 05:32:06pm

Yo dawg once upon the time was this homey and his name was Homeo Monatjew or sumthin, which in uoomm Itlian or sumthin means uoomm... uoom playa. his g's ya know riding in the pinto saw the Crapulets, and uoomm that Hottie Tybalt, Prince of Pussy (He's a playa too). They get in this fight, But this real geek Benravioli tries to make piece .and uoom sumhow the artest formerly know as uoom prince ya know purple rain comes along yelling in his uoom womanly highpitched voice say one more fight and i kill you by singing.
So now The old man to Homeo is all glad he wasn't involed. Talking to benravioli to ask why homeo askeded for Prozac. So he's all like B i love Rosaline, but you she just don't dig me. Then they go to town to help sum bum find different houses for this huge party. They deiced to go and they meet up with their old pal Mercoochieo.
So homeo meets Ruliet. She is so ghetto man. He loves her and wants her to be his shortie and so he snuck to her and watched her touch her self and stuff and uoom, he told her that tomorrow to send her fathers whore to get the news if they were gonna elope.
They Meet the whore and Mercoochieo makes her look worse and then she tells Ruliet to go to confession. They elope and he uoom does her,
Yeah well Merchoochieo and Tybalt get in a huge fight over who gets more pussy and Homeo gets in the way and Merrcoochieo is slayn and he like plauge their cribs, So then Homeo kills Tybalt... and gets banished.
So before he leaves he does uoom Ruliet and leaves. So she ods on this drug and uoom falls asleep through her blind date name Frances and stuff... and then Homeo hears she dead, gets ya know heroin or sumthin and then comes back, kills France and he seen her dead and stuff an drinks it yo. So he dies. She wakes up and finds him all gross and dead on top of her and the hoe stabbes herself. Then Prince comes and sings his artsy fartsy line "there is no more tale of woe than this of Ruliet and her Homeo"

[> Subject: Re: Homeo and Ruliet
Author: Michelle [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Saturday, August 11, 05:49:13pm I absolutely ADORE these - I love them. I like your idea - so follow through! I anxiously await more, my dear...

Subject: Kids it's time for that gee golly garsh talk.

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Friday, August 10, 06:18:02pm

Ok i hoped i was never gonna have to have this talk. kids you know i love the members of my board but please please please please i can't stress this enough PLEASE no more alias's. Michelle...Heather... No more! ended... seases... The fact that my best friend kept something like that from me makes me PISSED. Offical rule you show up with and alias and i don't know you i will block you. yes I WILL BLOCK YOU..... It's not a threat it's a promise. ok. I want this page emailed around just one rule have them introduce themselves and whose friend they are. AND START REPLYING AGAIN. WE ARE NOT LEPERS WE CAN REPLY AND COMMENT. I HAVE GOTTEN NO COMPILMENTS ABOUT MY STUFF,NOR DID HEATHER OR MICHELLE. I WOULD REPLY RIGHT NOW BUT WITH BAND I CANNOT. thank you and goodnight (REPLY TO THIS.)

[> Subject: Re: Kids it's time for that gee golly garsh talk.
Author: MICHELLE [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Saturday, August 11, 05:45:10pm I, Michelle, hereby agree to follow these regulations. Hence, promise to tell others of which I may send this to, and tell them of these regulations set forth.

Subject: More Acrostics

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Wednesday, August 08, 05:40:47pm

Must I endure this
Intense
Numbing boredom
Devouring my soul
Leaving it
Empty and vulnerable to
Sanity and
Suffering?

Hold tightly
Onto
Lies that
Lure you into
Other unknown
Worlds of emptiness

Having no
Optimism but having excitement isn't
Purely
Eccentricity, and
Love
Envelopes the
Soul until your heart is torn to
Shreds unmercifully, leaving you
Needing nothing, including the
Energy to
Stay somewhat
Sane and satisfied with Life

[> Subject: Re: More Acrostics
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, August 10, 06:20:58pm i liked it. And you are stealing my style woman. Ok comment: GET OFF THE FUCKING COMPUTER AND DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK. thanks a bunch for you submission Michelle. =)

Subject: Untitled II
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, August 07, 08:54:04pm It's strange These sands slipping through my fingers Is So little But how can I hold them If there's not enough Left To blow away? Stop the moment And let it sink in so That You forget it

Subject: The Comedy of children

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, August 06, 08:49:04pm

Once upon a time in a fantasy far far too close. Lived the criminal woman, her cynical bastard's spawn(don't ask how that happened)and the daughter of the man. The cynical bastard's spawn (CBS) found the man to borrow a loan. So the man said "yo if you don't pay me I want a pound of flesch"
So he tried his damnedist and melt the mans daughter and fell in love. they took the damn soap opera to Judge Judy to find a loop hole...and they did.
He had to give a pound of flesch but not a drop of blood if the money wasn't given back. So He pays the man back gets some booty from the man daughter and lives happily fucking ever after. Damn CBS.

Subject: The tragedy of Kevin

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, August 06, 07:58:27pm

A long time ago in a fanasty far far away lived a woman a man and a sinical bastard. The woman loved the sinical bastard. He walked around in a black trench coat black tank tops and leather pants( in guess what color...Black). His pale face with dark BLACK sun glasses entraced her. The man wanted her to love him though he was a fat blond smelly boy. She fell for the cinical vampiric bastard in an odd sick demented way.
One day The woman found that the cinical bastard had a boyfriend and that she was being stalked by the man. So she did what any sensible woman would do. She bought a 9 mm gun from the illegal hunt and bait store. Well the man and the cinical bastard got into a huge fight. she went to go kill the stalker and missed and hit the cinical bastards girlfriend who was humping the garden hose (She's a nymphomanic).
The cinical bastard killed the stalker b/c he though he killed his girl. And then The sun came up. The cinical bastard died. And the woman in a brief monent of insanity laughed. Then coming to she sobbed. She put a bullet hole in the stalkers head and put the gun in his hands (don't worry she had on gloves...) And called the cops.

The moral of the story: Never mess with a jealous woman.

Subject: How do i hate me let myself count the ways

Author:
Yeah Yeah. It's me
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Date Posted: Friday, August 03, 05:41:13pm

long embarssaing emails.
Kevin.
Kevin.
Jackcrow.
Having such high hopes.
Kevin.
Mark.
My life.
Drama.
I am never talking to anybody (except Heather) ever again.
Super man.
Spiderman
Bizarro man.
The green lantern.
My crappy board.
Lies.
Deception.
My lack of knowing how to spell.
She was every bitten Angel.
To look to the floor forever.
The black vampiric floor.
---oOOO--------------------
| WWW.GODMYLIFESUCKS.Com |
| |
-------------------oOOO-----

[> Subject: Re: How do i hate me let myself count the ways

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Sunday, August 05, 03:09:29pm

I really like this poem, but the content from you is frightening me... I'm sorry honey! But, though I haven't completely figured out those last three lines, i really like them. Why didn't you want to talk to me when you wrote this? That i was excluded from that part where you said "except heather"? Oh, well. This is good. Lovin it lots. Love ya honey

Subject: Welcome back!
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Wednesday, August 01, 01:26:31pm I am not a peasant, but I am indeed rejoicing. Great to have you back! I love you honey

Subject: free public bathrooms Yippee!!
Author: The travling Amy Wallace! [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, July 31, 09:18:07am YEAH!!!!! My board how i missed you all so... Except Amorise ::eyes twinkling in Devance:: I am kidding. But yes to not wright for three weeks was a heavenous hell. kEpp up the exellent wrighting. and i will post bits and pieces of my travel journal. Next thing for me to accomplish band Camp. Yippee.

Subject: Unrequited Love

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Saturday, July 28, 09:55:57pm

Unrequited Love

Crash against the wall
The barrier between us
Tinted glass
Has only one eye
A tiny crack out which I can see
You cannot
My arms cannot break through
And silent cries are soundproof
So I throw a glass against the wall
The pieces shatter and fall to the cold floor
My blood seeps from invisible veins
Onto an empty mirror
That reflects off of my soul
And it is too dark to see

[> Subject: Re: Unrequited Love
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, July 29, 07:56:42pm I love this - I can see everything and understand and emphasize. So, you like someone or...? Well, great job

Subject: @-->---

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Thursday, July 12, 07:22:54am

Oh, goodness, you have left, Amy? Tis only Amorise and I, then. If you so wish, I shall hunt down new "members" (if they do not wish to come, and I believe them to have potential, I shall threaten them until they agree to my terms...). I do wish thee to have a wonderful time in Europe - I am sure thou shallt find great pleasure in exploring the castles and whatever else you are visiting. Please tell me of all of it! Till then, this is a poem I wrote in a fit of deep sorrow for mineself. Tis not great, but Tis something new to add to the board. Good day!

Meaningless

Red wine
My blood
No difference
Both bitter
Both sweet
Both meaningless to me.

Shattered mirror
My memories
No difference
Both jagged
Both fogged
Both meaningless to me.

Black night
My soul
No difference
Both hopeless
Both frightening
Both meaningless to me.

Fragile cobwebs
My fate
No difference
Both unraveling
Both undeniable
Both meaningless to me.

[> Subject: Re: @-->---
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, July 29, 07:54:55pm I like this. I really do. Keep it up!

Subject: Apples and Oranges

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 29, 07:52:49pm

I wrote this at work in a usual fit of boredom. I wrote some acrostics, too. I'll post them later.

Apples and Oranges

I am different
That I know.
Though I may sometimes be unsure,
I know who I am.
So do you.
And if you knew me
As well as you thought,
You would understand that.
So let your eyes wander
And allow your mind to wonder
But do not look at me differently
For I am who you loved.
And if you don't accept that,
I don't know you.

Subject: Callista's Song

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Tuesday, July 17, 12:13:54pm

Well, I was bored and working on Callista, so I wrote a "song" for her. There's hidden messages that have to do with the story. I'll explain later. But - ready? you might faint - it rhymes!!! Strange for me, no?

The wind hath stolen my breath away
And the waves engulfed my heart
But the sun does rise to another day
And the sea will never part...

The rose does wilt, the thorns shall fall
The petals do seep into the ground
And all rejoice to the sparrow's call
As the distant storn begins to sound

But as new blissful melodies arise
I feel this life burn inside of me
And a ray of hope that never dies
With a flame that allows the caged bird free

Feedback please!

Subject: how to impress

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, June 25, 09:27:31am

how to Impress.......
A Woman

Compliment her,

cuddle her,

kiss her,

caress her,

love her,

stroke her,

tease her,

comfort her,

protect her,

hug her,

hold her,

spend money on her,

wine & dine her,

buy things for her,

dance with her,

listen to her,

care for her,

stand by her,

support her,

go to the ends of the earth for her

How to impress a Man

Show up naked.

Bring Beer.

[> Subject: Re: how to impress
Author: Twilight [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Thursday, July 12, 07:24:29am This is quite funny, yet true... However did thou come across it?

Subject: Untitled

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Thursday, June 21, 12:03:17pm

Interesting little posts, Amy - they are quite funny, as well as true.

This was orginally called "If", but I believe tis too overused, and so it remains as "Untitled".

If only my breath were as fierce and strong
As that of the howling, raging tempest...

If my eyes could see what was really there
Would I find truth, or strings of lies?

If only my ears could hear serenity
So that I may pass through the gateways to bliss...

If I could touch the woven web of life
Would Fate be changed, or was it planned all along?

If only I couldn't sense the passing of time
As a wise towering tree or the waters of the sea...

If I was the happiest person alive
Would I really enjoy it?

If only I were passed this
As the beautiful flowers that surround me...

If I were to be dead
Would those flowers grieve?

[> Subject: Re: Untitled
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 22, 10:02:22am >Interesting little posts, Amy - they are quite funny, >as well as true. Thank you =) Meow. So Where are you planet i can write?hat was AMAZING! I like it you should get some of this published. Yeah man.

Subject: uummm
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, June 19, 06:20:28pm Very interesting stuff... Dude, you never cease to amaze me... I like those words things. I'd write more, but I'm in quite a hurry. Oh, I HIGHLY recommend the movie "Evolution" - It's hilarious (i don't think i ever stopped laughing), and we get to see DD's ass. later

Subject: Emotion Party!

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, June 18, 03:19:55pm

A man decides to throw a party and gets a load of friends to invite
their friends too. On the invitation he puts the theme of the evening
"Dress up as a human emotion."

The night of the party arrives and the first guest walks through the
door covered in green paint with the letters N and V written on his
chest.
" Great outfit," says our host." What emotion have you come as?"
"I'm green with envy." responds the man at the the door.

A couple of minutes later the bell rings again and our host opens the
door to find a woman in a pink body stocking with a feather boa wrapped
round her intimate parts.
"Wow! Great outfit," gushes the host. "What emotion have you come as?"
" I'm tickled pink" responds the woman.

Seconds later the door bell rings again and the guy opens it up to find
two Jamaicans on the doorstep, stark naked, one with his manhood in a
bowl of custard and the other with his dick in a pear.
Our shocked host exclaims " What are you doing you'll get us all
arrested. "What emotion is that supposed to be?"

The first fellow says " I'm Fuckin' discustad and my friend has come in
dis-pear.

[> Subject: Re: Emotion Party!
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Monday, June 18, 03:21:41pm I know it's crude and don't get offended i found it funny nothing agaisnt Jamacians =) Make love not war

Subject: Words that should exist that don't

Author:
@my
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Date Posted: Monday, June 18, 03:18:39pm

AQUADEXTROUS (ak wa deks' trus) adj. Possessing the
ability to turn the bathroom faucet on and off with your
toes.

CARPERPETUATION (kar' pur pet u a shun) n. The act, when
vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at
least a dozen times, reaching over and picking it up,
examining it, then putting it back down to give the vacuum
one more chance.

DISCONFECT (dis kon fekt') v. To sterilize the piece of
candy you dropped on the floor by blowing on it, assuming
this will somehow 'remove' all the germs.

ELBONICS (el bon' iks) n. The actions of two people maneuvering
for one armrest in a movie theater or on an airplane.

FRUST (frust) n. The small line of debris that refuses to be
swept onto the dust-pan and keep backing a person across the
room until he finally decides to give up in frustration and
sweeps it under the rug.

LACTOMANGULATION (lak' to man guy lay' shun) n. Manhandling the
"open here" spout on a milk container so badly that one has to
resort to the 'illegal' side.

PEPPIER (pehp ee ay') n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose
sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they
want ground pepper.

PHONESIA (fo nee' zhuh) n. The affliction of dialing a phone
number and forgetting whom you were calling just as they answer.

PUPKUS (pup'kus) n. The moist residue left on a window after a
dog presses its nose to it.

TELECRASTINATION (tel e kras tin ay' shun) n. The act of always
letting the phone ring at least twice

Subject: PMS

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, June 18, 03:16:30pm

> What PMS really stands for........
>
> TOP 14 THINGS PMS STANDS FOR:
>
> ~ Pass My Shotgun
> ~ Psychotic Mood Shift
> ~ Perpetual Munching Spree
> ~ Puffy Mid-Section
> ~ People Make Me Sick
> ~ Provide Me with Sweets
> ~ Pardon My Sobbing
> ~ Pimples May Surface
> ~ Pass My Sweatpants
> ~ Pissy Mood Syndrome
> ~ Plainly; Men Suck
> ~ Pack My Stuff
> ~ Putting up with Men's Shit
>
> Q:) How many women with PMS does it take to change a
> light bulb?
>
> A:) One. Only ONE!! And do you know WHY? Because no
> one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb!
> They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT! They
> would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they
> figured it out.
>
> And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able
> to find the light bulbs despite the fact that they've
> been in the SAME CUPBOARD for the past 17 YEARS! But if
> they did, by some miracle, actually find them 2 DAYS
> LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the
> STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!

Subject: Howling Beast

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Saturday, June 16, 03:35:06pm

I do not wish to get mixed up in all of that, so perchance I shall just post a poem...

Howling Beast
Blow fiercely through the air
And kick up the sand beneath your feet.
Howl
Like the beast that you are.
Run siftly through the dense forests
And sway the branches - leaves trembling.
Howl
Like the beast that you are.
Blaze through the fields - a pyre
And force the grasses to bow at your power.
Howl
Like the beast that you are.
Flow through the kind man's garden
And bring the blossoms to convulse and shiver.
Howl
Like the beast that you are.
Fly over the waters of the sea
And ruffle its hair with your fingertips.
And Howl
Like the beast that you are.

[> Subject: Re: Howling Beast
Author: amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Monday, June 18, 03:15:10pm OOh goody a Poem. I love these things. it orginal. You have a talent my dear. wow. I am spellbound. and i am fairly honest as seen in my posts to Amorise. Don't run and hid ei am Moody

Subject: Faceless

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Wednesday, June 13, 07:13:48pm

I wrote this on the bus on the way home today. It's about people who follow others - "preps", etc. It's in their POV. I'm gonna work on it, but this is what tis so far - prithee, feedback! Gramercy!

My eyes show my reflection
Surrounding me on all sides
These mirrors walk past me
A funhouse of terror
Completely in the darkness
Desperate for attention...
I look like them,
But they do not notice me
I don't blame them -
Look at the portrait I painted
Look at the image I created of myself
I cannot think for myself
My thoughts are controlled
By these created of society
By those oblivious to importance
I look like them
I sound like them
I act
I think
Just like these clones
Roaming the Earth
If, like lemmings, they jump
Shall I also?
I have no face, no personality
I am empty
Just like these robotic carbon copies
I feel nothing and adhere to the same
Friends shift like the wind
And are incessantly replaced by the newest breeze
Which is invisible
It all feels the same
And they don't see -
Their eyes are one
The ignorant cyclops of society
They ignore themselves -
That which is invisible
Unaccepted by themselves
And outcasted by the outcasts
And left with nothing
Lonely
Always faceless

[> Subject: Re: Faceless

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Friday, June 15, 10:46:04am

Amorise dear... You have not a dropling of charater creditbility for this poem. Maybe a "prep" Likes what and who they are. They feel loved b/c they wear Ralph Lauren or Polo. you seem to have a small hate for "preps" dear. And if you open them up, yes they too are human. I will post my sheep theory. B/c you my Lady are a sheep. And yes that is very bad.

[> [> Subject: Re: Faceless
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 15, 04:30:34pm how can i hate preps if i have close friends who are "so"? i wrote it a prep-angst kinda thing, yeah. "preps" can feel "angsty", thats your own damn streotype (i love you honey). i kinda know what it's like to be a so-called "prep", i had a small "phase" a while ago - you must remember. but anyway, thanks for being truthful. love ya

Subject: Sheep are people too

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Friday, June 15, 11:04:13am

Sheep (noun) a timid Defesless creature
Sheep are people in the way that they all flock, click. You have your popular clicks, your hip hop clicks, your Rebel clicks, country, clubbin, ect ect. They all have a leader or something to follow from. You hear the word pop you think of America's Princess of Pop Britney Or N*Sync. The word metal head? Metallica, Pantera, pot, drugs. And Rebels (my dear Amorise this is where you shift into things) You dress in a mixture of gothic punk and yes even a little pop, you listen to Angst Rock (Stabbing Westward) and write angst poetry. You Helplessy fall under a stero type. b/c one flock won't let you in. Check your self. I am not a sheep, for i want and hope i am a shepard. I listen to a mixture of music with out shame. I care not what name brands i wear or if i am caught in Wallmart looking at clothes. I can go from listening to techno to Dave matthews to old school hip hop to angst music to broadway music to grunge to old school Rock. Check yourself and be a shepard not a sheep

[> Subject: Re: Sheep are people too

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Friday, June 15, 04:26:34pm

Ok, i understand the honesty thing, but you must not know me as much as u think. u are my best friend, and nothing shall change that, and best friends are meant to change and have to understand each other as they do - which we have. Okay, if i must be classified, as u said, i'd be the "rebel". but, like you, i am unafraid to be seen as i am - listening to rock, showtunes, new age music, pop, etc - switching from one to the other in a second; i wear what i like and what i feel comfy in - who gives if i fit the group or whatever, or if people give me strange looks - I don't care! i'll act as i wish - if people think i'm crazy, i don't care about that either. i write what comes to my mind - yeah, most of it is angst, though i've been writing about other things now - nature, friends, etc. i'm not afraid to express my opinions and myself, though i am shy and timid - thats another matter. and you can't go blaming it on my friends (fer, ariel, etc), cause i have a bunch of "prep" friends too, and of other "cliques" as well. you're not a sheep - i've known that for awhile, but don't u see "the shephard" in me? i'm almost hurt - but i could never be (though it may seem as if thats the case), not truly - at least not by u. you tell me your true thoughts - and for that, i owe you so much. and i am forever in debt to you for the friendship you've always showed me. i love you.

Subject: Falling to me

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, June 11, 03:38:32pm

The sky is clear with envy
And i am here to see
The Chivlary in your eyes
The pink crayon trees

The acid tasting water
The spoon made of Filth
Can never replace the bad taste
You made me taste instead

Amazing grace is falling down falling down
The taste your hunger left behind
Has Staind my hands with insanity
To wipe the blood from the hands

To see the sheep under the moon
And my head over the rainbow
My eyes taste like sour grapes
My shoes taste like spagetti

I need to end you somewhere
I need to end it now
I'll shove it in and pull it out
The red covers the eye.

[> Subject: Re: Falling to me
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Monday, June 11, 03:48:29pm So Totallt AWESOME! "Abstract" yet meaningful. i love the first and last stanzas especially. Pink crayon trees, hands staind with insanity... Though, I don't get the spaghetti-flavored shoes and grape eyes... But still, it's great. I love it. And you, of course. Keep it up (you always do). Faretheewell, milady

[> Subject: Re: Falling to me
Author: Twilight [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, June 12, 04:37:48pm I love this! Tis filled with so much emotion, yet there tis almost a tint of fun to it... Great job!

[> Subject: Re: Falling to me
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, June 12, 06:10:45pm The whole thing is about a childhood love that moved away and came back and drove me insane. And to think childish thoughts and crazy abstract things for it all end in a very not pacifist way. Far-thee-well

Subject: Memorie

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Saturday, June 09, 03:50:55pm

Memorie
I remember you.
My light in all this chaos
I remember you.
My comfort through the pain
You had stayed with me
Always, my friend
And i turned to you
When i knew i couldn't go on
I remember you.
The friend I lost long ago
I remember you.
The one I've been searching for
If given the chance
You would have done the same
But I need you now
When shall you return to me?
I remember you.
The one I miss you much
I remember you.
And now no one can help
I am so empty without you
Continuously haunting my soul
But even when you were there
You were still a dagger to my heart
I remember you.
The one who hurt me so
I remember you.
The one now fading so far away...
I remember.

I meant for this to be about an actual memory, but seem as if it were about a person (hence the spelling of the title as if to use it as a name, perhaps). You seem like awesome poets here... Did I achieve my "goal"? You don't have to respond if you do not wish to. Well thank you for your time. Fare thee well

[> Subject: Re: Memorie
Author: Amy Wallace (personal joke) [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 04:34:39pm I think I am going to cry. That was beautiful. I look forward to reading more of your stuff. By the way do you go to renfaires? B/c You talk like you do.

[> Subject: Re: Memorie

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 05:37:31pm

This is such an awesome poem! I can see how it could be for a person or an actual memory, and was another poem that hit close to home (I really need to find something else to say instead of "hitting close to home" lol) And I agree with Amy that you've had to have been to a few Ren Faires or read Shakespeare or something... And I also agree that we await for more from you. Keep it up!

[> Subject: Re: Memorie
Author: Twilight [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, June 12, 04:40:21pm I am quite glad that you enjoyed it, and I thank thee both for the feedback. I hath attended a few Renaissance faires, indeed, though not many. I just have an interest in the time.

Subject: it's CUTE

Author:
Amy
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Date Posted: Monday, June 11, 03:50:13pm

Once upon a time there lived a king. The king
>had a beautiful daughter the princess. But there was a
>problem. Everything the princess touched would melt. No matter what, metal,
>wood, plastic - anything she touched would melt! Because of this, men were
>afraid of her. Nobody would dare marry her.
>The king despaired. What could he do to help his daughter? He
>consulted his wizards and magicians. One wizard told the king, "If
>your daughter touches one thing that does not melt in her hands, she will
>be
>cured."
>
>
>The king was overjoyed. The next day, he held a competition. Any
>man that could bring his daughter an object that would not melt would
>marry her and inherit the king's wealth.
>
>Three young princes took up the challenge. The first prince brought a
>very hard alloy of titanium. But alas, once the princess touched
>it, it melted. The prince went away sadly.
>
>The second prince brought a huge diamond, thinking that diamond is
>the hardest substance in the world and will not melt. But alas,
>once the princess touched it, it melted. He too went away disappointed.
>
>The third prince approached. He told the princess, "Put your hand
>in my pocket and feel what is in there." The princess did as she was
>told, though she turned red. She felt something hard. She held it in
>her hand. And it did not melt!!!
>
>The king was overjoyed. Everybody in the kingdom was overjoyed.
>And the third prince married the princess and they both lived happily
>ever after.
>
>QUESTION: What was the object in the prince's pants?

They were M&M's, of course. They melt in your mouth, not in your
>hand.
>
>(Get your mind out of the gutter!)

[> Subject: Re: it's CUTE
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Monday, June 11, 04:06:56pm Didn't i send you that? It's cute, I know.

[> Subject: Re: it's CUTE
Author: Twilight [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Tuesday, June 12, 04:36:06pm I must admit, mine mind was in the gutter for a brief moment of time...

Subject: Emory
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 05:08:28pm The child who cries last cries because of the heart A broken promise and shattered dream. A confused smile on everything That's the feeling Of Emory

[> Subject: Re: Emory

Author:
Amorise Cerridwen
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Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 05:34:34pm

The Emory Poem!!! I love this one... The child who is left to cry last cries because he is the last and has lost all that had before him. A broken promise leads to a shattered dream (and in turn, the person loses all hope and believes they live for no purpose). Smile at what you don't understand, and leave it as a masque to cover your confusion, depression, anger... And this is all how Emory feels. Did I hit close to home or hit in the outfield? I could probably read deeper into it but I am too tired. Still, this poem is f*ckin awesome (i've told u that before). With the way I interpreted it, it hit me hard and almost brought me to tears - I could feel it, and that's what poetry is all about - emotion and mind. I love you honey!

Subject: Out

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Sunday, June 03, 04:16:02pm

A time, a being
Following to harmony.
Every try fails,
Discover shattered beliefs.
Believing not to try,
Messages from myself,
Of within,
Not past the gateways
And to nowhere.
Lightened paths untraveled,
Withhold crashing rain.
A screaming whisper,
A melody untouched.
The grotesque imagining,
Far through sands,
Descending every twisting
Of particular unreached attempt.
Each uncharted path will curve,
Following of all bewitching moments.
Serenity, a candle - burn.
Glistening reflection of haunting ghosts,
Of nightmares crashing.
Sorrowful heartbeat immortal.
Unreal as monsters
Supposedly too soft.
Drumming in truth,
All wake to a...
A looming swallowing velvet reverie.
Distance in a wake breaking unforgiven eternity.
Clouds never a bit as blissful
As all glistening.
Vision, trance,
Pale against expression.
Uplifting sea,
Entwined with rose,
Singes everything.
Moonlight dream.
Realm undermines which messages be.
In all, a mystery to arise.
The frail blackness from everywhere,
Spinning, a go downward
From beginning.

Constrained writing - Written to the digits of Pi. It was a project for geometry (I swear!)

[> Subject: Re: Out
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 04:52:13pm Where shall i start dear. Very different. Very you. I am very proud you could do something with Pi because it is not useful in anyother way. (unless eaten.) I love critiquing your work as always. Having fun in Tiki with Boyle c-ya in summerset :) Amy ><><>< (Two Kissing fishys)

[> [> Subject: Re: Out
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, June 10, 05:17:12pm Yes, only I would use the digits of pi in a poem. But, I do swear by mine soul that it was for a geometry project (that earned me 5 extra credir points - I won longest [and most original, according to some people] poem). I'm glad you like it. Though the words were out of nowhere sometimes, it has meaning everywhere... Thanks! I love you honey

Subject: Hey Guys
Author: Me [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 08, 03:45:16pm I am leaving this undercare by AMorise for the month of July. Be good and no fighting =) I will miss this bunches=(

Subject: Hey

Author:
Twilight
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Date Posted: Wednesday, June 06, 06:41:25pm

Hey there... I'm Twilight. I was searchin around for something cool, and found this... This looks like it's between only a few people... Would you mind if I barged in? If so, I'll leave. Disappear off of the face of the Earth. Find work elsewhere. You know the deal. If not, maybe I can post some poetry or something... (?) Anyway, I was reading the poetry and "notes", and you guys sound very cool... Well, perhaps i shall talk to you at a later time... Bye!
PS - awesome dolls and backround, whoever created this. And the title (or whatever you call that thing) is cool...

[> Subject: Re: Hey
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 08, 01:41:01pm Yeah, sure, join us... we're getting started. we have 2 people so far, hoping to get bigger...

Subject: Love it

Author:
Amorise
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Date Posted: Sunday, June 03, 07:51:07am

Good morrow to thee all! I love the new set-up, especially that thing on the side <<< anyways, where is everyone? oh, and that thing i posted before was supposed to be "psycho-delic". typo. I'm searching for a poem to put on here - i haven't composed many new ones lately (though I've drawn a few awesome things in my sketchbook, unfortnately i dont have a scanner to show u). Fare-thee-well!

Subject: Pycho-delic
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 01, 02:31:12pm I like the new title, Amy. the whole "bat cave" thing... It's very. So, was that our dear friend kasey? if it is, kasey, do you take checks? my tab is in deperate need of being paid, I know... lol

Subject: Ha. I found it it'a the cure for Love...
Author: you want my name?I am...wishing that statement was true.... [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 01, 12:41:20pm The way i am not ever around Right when Star is near Yes i care when your not there Stealing my happy thoughts and filling them void with you Taking my dreams and stomping on them like potatoes And another thing your girlfriends a slut No i'm wrong your the the slut...

[> Subject: Re: Ha. I found it it'a the cure for Love...
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 01, 01:44:10pm This poem is awesome... So, is the writer Trekk or someone else (Kasey, perhaps, since that tis who i heard was joining us...) Anyway, keep it up

Subject: The tiniest dream
Author: Trekk [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 01, 01:04:22pm Can i make you dream the dream of me and you and the little stream On the couch making love Or sitting in the tree high above To cry to laugh Maybe if the dream was only half. Repeatitive in my head Lying awak in my bed The myriad amounts of you stick to me with glue Hate love hate love the tiger making love by the Niger.

[> Subject: Re: The tiniest dream
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Friday, June 01, 01:41:07pm AAAWWW i see the many jokes and the aspects of the stories. but, even if i hadn't, still a very awesome poem. i like...

Subject: I'm bored so here my TROL Summary begins and yes it will suck major balls cause i can't write.

Author:
Ha. i plead the fifth
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Date Posted: Sunday, May 27, 10:17:57am

ok so it opens to him staring at what he just did to her crying. He goes to the palace and gets a fate worse than death. He gets a "family" ect. then he finds that The head gods want him replaced. So he flips. He creates a world for him and in doing that he meets a love interset. She has him meet her at the pool the next day to meet her friends Braz, Trysten, Phoenix, Veera ( who she doesn't like much),and Cheyenne. They invite him to go see The rocky horror Show (that was a great show I saw it ;P) And he goes home and is haunted by Amorise. That's what i have so far

[> Subject: Re: I'm bored so here my TROL Summary begins and yes it will suck major balls cause i can't write.
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, May 27, 11:15:27am You don't suck at writing - you're fuckin awesome. So stop acting like me and write the damn story! Sorry. I still haven't heard from Carrie (Mrs. P) about Avenging Troy. I'm gonna start working on Down to One more as I do away with finals (oh goddess, I'm dead...) Good luck with TROL, and have fun with Boyle (as I know you shall). Love you honey

Subject: So, when do we begin destroying the world?

Author:
The Shadowy Goddess Amorise
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Date Posted: Thursday, May 24, 08:25:11pm

So, might I ask what exactly the point of this is? I see dolls, I see personal things about peeps... I haven't an idea as to what to place on this board - and we need more people to join in. Once we have the plans configurated, shall I rally up some members? Such as Queen Akasha, E.V.O. Darkmoon, Xelly - Pristess of Tricks, Rhiannon...? Well, hopefully, we shall extend outards and touch others with our insanity and pull them in against their screaming wills. Fare-thee-well!
PS to Amy: Thou hath accuulated so many alliances throughout our lifetimes - have you yet another to use now?

[> Subject: Yes, I know I have some minor errors in my typing - leave me alone already!
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Thursday, May 24, 08:27:09pm

Subject: Sky is falling
Author: The great and powerful Ozma [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Wednesday, May 23, 04:47:15pm Hey guys tomorrow is State's i'll tell you how it is =) hehehehehe

Subject: Contest!
Author: The hostess with the mostess [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, May 20, 05:25:18pm Name the Faeries at the bottom Each month i'll add more e-mail me with Suggestions! =)

[> Subject: Re: Contest!
Author: Amorise @--,-'-,-- [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, May 20, 05:33:52pm Um, the one in black should be Whisper or January. I'll come up w/ more later. I can't see the second one, though...

[> Subject: I can see!
Author: Amorise [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Wednesday, May 23, 04:35:48pm I can finally see the second one... For right now, all I can think of is like, Ravena or something... I'll come up w/ something better.

Subject: Hey Guys!
Author: Amy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, May 20, 05:22:27pm Honey I'm Home. Hopefully we'll actually keep ahold of this board! I love my lay out =)

[> Subject: Re: Hey Guys!
Author: not telling [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: Sunday, May 20, 05:28:38pm Yeah, but you need some of those cool faerie pics...

Subject: Greetings and Salutations (Thanks for getting me hooked on that movie, Amy... lol)

Author:
um, I need special permission first
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Date Posted: Sunday, May 20, 05:27:00pm

Good morrow! Hmm, this was just started, and I don't know what to put, so I'll just leave it at this: The Goonmuffins are set on world domination - and they are everywhere... They thrive in shadows of light and in lighted shadows. They hold concerts underneath your desk during history class. They are what make Murphy's Law. It's all a conspiracy... Everyone is against you. The Goonmuffins are inhabiting people's minds like memories of childhood innocence. Okay, I'm just losing it now. Fare-thee-well!

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