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Anyone else happen to fall into this predicament, ever?

yung lean shit

failure thread IM0

Pineapple is probably my favourite fruit, just a shame they're such a pain to cut up

AllNightDayDream wrote:Anyone else happen to fall into this predicament, ever?

yeah when your mom got her tits out and one was 2 inches longer than the other m8

u?

need more information
f'rinstance:
the glass is about transparency, fragility, danger or hardness?
you're in the case surrounded by emotion or you are the glass case containing the emotion

tbh though, right now it's like I'm sitting in a paper bag full of fartgas

southstar wrote:Pineapple is probably my favourite fruit, just a shame they're such a pain to cut up

One of my exes used to call me pineapple. Sometimes I think it may be a quite accurate metaphor for my personality: a bit prickly on the outside but sweet and tender on the inside should you venture deep enough.

My favorite fruit is definitely orange. Can't think of too many other foods whose taste nearly explodes in your mouth.

If you were a fruit, which would you be?

sd5 wrote:need more information
f'rinstance:
the glass is about transparency, fragility, danger or hardness?
you're in the case surrounded by emotion or you are the glass case containing the emotion

tbh though, right now it's like I'm sitting in a paper bag full of fartgas

Really
I think the metaphor symbolizes
the eternal yearning
for connection and empathy
perhaps the single distinguishing character
of the human experience.

However
while eternal
society
keeps it dormant
most the time
and there are moments
in which this yearning
entraps and encapsulates
each of us
in the most pleasurable
yet uneasy
captive catharsis.

Edit: Also, may I take this opportunity to extend a digital handshake to you. Since I joined this site, your posts have always reflected a lovely, living, singing sonnet posing as a human being, hiding further beneath those textual shapes. My name is Diego. May I ask yours?

waste thread

garethom wrote:

AllNightDayDream wrote:Anyone else happen to fall into this predicament, ever?

yeah when your mom got her tits out and one was 2 inches longer than the other m8

u?

True story: I nibbled upon those tits. I'm guessing it wasn't that great because I can't remember it.

fedora chronicles

....just wait till you get to the shattered part
and you're left to the incompetency of all the kings men

...and horses.

#DealWithIt

Was there a choice - other than - deal with it?

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Just when a thread couldn't get any more waste, LO!, BM appears with her usual brand of irrelevant bollock chatting.

the snh needs shit like this as well

AllNightDayDream wrote:
I think the metaphor symbolizes
the eternal yearning
for connection and empathy
(which)
entraps and encapsulates
each of us
in the most pleasurable
yet uneasy
captive catharsis.

My name is Diego. May I ask yours?

Steve. G'day
Glad to hear your catharsis is pleasurable, Diego.

Harkat wrote:the snh needs shit like this as well

Some of you have obviously never felt the emancipation within the transluscent cage.

Initializing a transmission into the prism

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
-Mark Strand