Tapped
It is amazing to me how in a few moments time words can deftly transport you into anothers mind. Their chosen story painted on a limitless canvas as they are not constrained by the stroke of their brush or quality of film. A few words strung like dewdrops along a blade of grass, hanging pregnant with meaning can bear fruit brimming with lucious joy to venomous heartbreak.
posted by nicknameless at 4:17 PM
5 Comments:
we can hear you....
well...just parts.
mmmmmm....yes, but if Jimmy cracks corn, and no one cares, why does he keep doing it?
;)
Jimmy cracks corn because that is all he knows. Jimmy needs to get off the crack. After the corn squeezings sweet elixir wears off, ole Jimmy will still need to deal with his loss.
But the problem is not that no one cares, it's that I don't care. In all honesty, if my mastah's gone away I could really give 2 shits less while it might actually bother some others.
you'll care when I whup you girl ;0)
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