

This is what's it's come toIt's life off track and not quite running straight, derailment at high speed and the brakes applied to late. Life at it's finest with no control at all, spiraling till you can't tell which way you're gonna fall. When and where did it all go so very wrong, Life's soundtrack skipped a beat but we all kept singing along, like the lyrics weren't dropped and we could keep the tune the same, but half the words are missing and the film is out of frame. Blind leading the blind over unsteady ground, until you're over the edge and life comes rushing down, Two steps back and not quite one aheadThis is what's it's come to


An ode to the refrigeratorOh refrigerator with your chilled insides, what dear dreadful things must you hide, With molecular wonders clinging to your walls, dear god can mold really grow that tall?An ode to the refrigerator
Oh broccolied rice as harmless as you once were, your odor now does wonders to deter,
The forests of green covered in white, of mold and other frightening sights, Of corn so colored as to appear, as though it were a broccoli spear.
Oh mushy tomatoes with your hats of grey, resting upon yogurt long past it's day. Please be kind and do not implode, as I dump you on top of the rest of
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All mankind deserves respect untill proven otherwise!
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Pajacyk.pl >> [link] Klikaj raz dzienne, tobie zajmie to 10 sekund a pomoże wielu dzieciom.
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ne cede malis.
Merci
Samuel
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Le site de mon roman : [link]
Le site du dessinateur du charadesign : [link]
Le site de la dessinatrice des strips comic : [link]
(come to ny ^^)
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English summer rains seems to last for ages....
see ya
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