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CHIT BLUE: FUCKITY FUCK FUCK
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Monday, January 12, 2015. The curses they toil and turn,. They boil and burn,. I'm no Shakespeare,. I steal from the learned. My profanity twists,. My tongue it slithers,. Arse, arse, fuck,. Live till you rot. I can't think,. Boy am I intelligent,. All that I've got,. A few words and a fuck. They make you,. They break you,. They shake you,. I'm no Taylor Swift,. Oh fuck it I'ma go,. They speak shit,. They can fuck off,. They can die to death,. They can fuck and fuck off. Go to hell,. Fuck you people,.
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CHIT BLUE: SLUMBER PARTY LAH
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Sunday, April 26, 2015. Okay getting wasted is stupid by the way. Slowly drink your drink with a full stomach so that like what Nat said, you’re a happy high and you get to dance with your crush who actually wanted to dance with you. Let’s not go there shall we. Okay now I’m just lazy to type already but I have so much to say. Why can’t they have like some voice blog or something like that? YOURS SINCERELY DAMN IT. 26 April, 2015 14:55. This comment has been removed by the author. 26 April, 2015 14:59.
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CHIT BLUE: THE BEAUTIFUL YOU
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Sunday, May 10, 2015. Dedicated To My Dearest Darling Diamond Nathaasha. When a man breaks your heart,. When he pierces it with a dart,. Little does he know,. That you will only grow. It makes him not a man,. Earn your love he never can,. When he's lower than a boy,. When he treats you like a toy. But little do you know,. That a change in winds now blow,. You try so hard in vain,. To end the miserable pain. If only you knew the secret,. The one that is so sacred,. You will be free of woe,.
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CHIT BLUE: June 2014
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Wednesday, June 04, 2014. He plays with his eyes as much as he plays with his words,. He plays with his words as much as he plays with his actions,. I test my senses, all of which have failed,. To surrender is my only reaction. The scent of his white collar,. It blocks my nose that smells no danger,. The murmur of his mumbles,. It deafens me from disaster,. The touch of his hand,. It tempts my desire,. The lips that are meant to lock mine,. It makes me want to starve forever. I see, I see, I see,. Waterm...
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CHIT BLUE: December 2014
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Tuesday, December 30, 2014. American and French,. My lust and love,. British and Spanish,. My style and slither. Indian and Irish,. My culture and capacity,. Japanese and Greek,. My brains and beauty. German and Italian,. My precision and passion,. African and Australian,. My wilderness and wonders,. Brazilian and Canadian,. My youth and peace,. Arctic and Antarctic,. My ups and downs. I seek to cross the continents seven,. Across the period of my life,. Until I reach the gates of heaven,.
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CHIT BLUE: July 2014
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Sunday, July 20, 2014. Please lock me away. And don't allow the day. I don't care what they say. In a world without. YOURS SINCERELY DAMN IT. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Good Evening. Welcome to my wonderful world where all things are British and Blue although sometimes not. Enjoy the blueness of my blog and rock your soul loving me. BLIMEY AND BULLOCKS! View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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CHIT BLUE: May 2014
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Wednesday, May 07, 2014. A PECK ON THE CHEEK. It was 2004. Half a year flew by so fast. It was Amutha’s 9. Birthday. Her mom asked me if it was okay to let her know the truth. Wasn’t she a bit too young? I took Amutha to the temple that day, then to Marina Beach. Amutha was running in circles around me on the fine sand of the beach. The sun shone so bright, making the sand particles shine like diamonds. Upon our arrival at. Then we went to. The next day, Amutha, I, Priya and Niran went to a street at.
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CHIT BLUE: ALL MY BEAUTY
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Saturday, March 21, 2015. The day I lose all my beauty,. Will be the day I lose all my love,. It's all coming back to me now,. The point is clear,. My heart it fears,. When you're not near,. I end up in tears,. But I know it's all wasted,. Cause the pain I have tasted. Nothing would have lasted,. So why start it in the first place. Blinded by your smooth ways,. Brings back memories from worse days. The day I lose all my beauty,. It'll be here,. It'll be now,. For if I lose this love,.
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CHIT BLUE: November 2014
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Sunday, November 23, 2014. The scorching summer sunshine and rain,. The clouds they never unfold,. Your tender love I seek to gain,. Why can't in love we grow old? The scattered autumn leaves,. Red, yellow and gold,. The heavy sigh I heave,. Why am I not so bold? The howling winter wind,. Blows from the North so cold,. If by falling in love I have sinned,. Why wasn't I told? The colours that glow from the spring that blooms,. Like the colours of the rainbow and its pot of gold,. YOURS SINCERELY DAMN IT.