The Stoner Chronicles

May 30, 2002


did you know they build a playgirl mansion...?

Sex is never closure. What sets us apart from the pseudo-chic marmet loving rich and penetrating vine of helplessness, is nothing more than a string of sincerity...and that's the honest truth. Sadly and yet ever so sweetly, we continue the circle, unabashed, with simple longings for nothing and a general consenus for the color hatred...

I once walked those hills, pointing skyward, standing back to catch a utter glimpse of me, and i found a sadist with a large ass, a volume beyond comparison. I found what they will never see, what i will never see again, i found peace somewhere between hostility and grace.

Someone once pushed in front of the line, because they had to...{and a real woman knows when she has to}. Call out, fair maiden, time was lost years ago, and reverence remains to be seen.

You think i'm not what you could be, only what no one could care less about. I am more than you will ever know, love and hate respectively, just a stage for fools to dance upon...and you could never tread the deepest waters of my condition. Stead fast and glory, cliche and culty...you will never win.

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