Saturday, April 4, 2009

An Introduction

In the northern forests of Wisconsin, the wind whispers to those who choose to hear. Like leaves falling in a colorful spiral dancing in graceful patterns we live the bliss that is our lives (what the fuck is she smoking? I hate it when my friends do not share with me selfish bitch! go on dear!)
Through the visions of screen,(haha snort snort) through the words written(ok OK I will be good BREATHE whew) the tales grow larger than life and those that before ignored the sounds now listen to the whispers

The wind guides us ...we will discover ourselves .

we will discover him (sounds dirty hey?)

Help us find our way...

Stalking Rob


I can't stop laughing she is so sick who the hell writes a poem for some pretty boy they have never freaking met

Angela

that's who but that's OK I will not write poetry or prose because according to AJ that is not poetry it is prose so she obviously has the brains of the couple and I am ...well the balls. I am Sue.

I am the friend that you do not want to have I am the friend who when you go hang out is the loud mouth who gets everyone the dates. I cannot sneak up on anyone I am a presence to be reconned with oh and I can't spell

Angela is pretending to not know me now uh oh we are busted the husbands are home shit...

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