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who really knows [about me]A new distraction for a busy twenty-something Seattleite. Think of this as the Seinfeld of blogs.
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Post by The Beast Girl | Category: Not So Cool,Poemsdrink it down tingle to the surface bubble up through my vanes and stain my pores numb the skin but you leave my heart? awaken my emotion to a whirl of torment slide into a place of slur and sorrow morning aches, a dull shine a remedy it is not rather a spur of pain [...]
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Post by The Beast Girl | Category: Poems,Supercalifragilisticexpialidociouslusty limes sit seated in the sack grocery store style picked, parsed and packed let the liquor lather feel the flow courage in a carboy limes let loose mashed, mixed in medley sultry salt saunters around tart orange tops off one liquid lady the magnificent, the magical little Margaret Little Magical Margaret 2 parts Tequila [...]
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