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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: Christos Anestis!
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Sunday, April 08, 2007. Brian told me that for Greek Easter they dye all the eggs red and crack the eggs against each other. The person with the egg that doesn't crack is the winner and "is in charge of the house.". Here's how they turned out. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: the past/ sitting/ and the future.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Monday, October 20, 2014. The past/ sitting/ and the future. You can light the fire that's in your head. Put it off, tomorrow will come instead. We don't watch the tower that tells us when. Pull the wicked flower out from its bed. The Dodos, "Walking". But then you meet the people that are here for decades, that grew up here, that have no intenti...
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: Life is Long.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Wednesday, January 21, 2015. I hurt easy, I just don't show it. You can hurt someone and not even know it. The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity. Bob dylan, "things have changed". It's so long that it stresses me out. Simply continuing to exist is this huge burden sometimes. It's a huge burden because there are so many instance...You c...
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: Snowing & Snowing
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Friday, February 08, 2008. This kid knows what's up. Anyway, I've been back to listening to loads of Ryan Adams due to a magical instrument called Copy Pod! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. View my complete profile. Popular Posts This Month. Hate mail / hate male: i did it for the jokes.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: 01/01/2015 - 02/01/2015
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Wednesday, January 21, 2015. I hurt easy, I just don't show it. You can hurt someone and not even know it. The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity. Bob dylan, "things have changed". It's so long that it stresses me out. Simply continuing to exist is this huge burden sometimes. It's a huge burden because there are so many instance...You c...
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: Chipped Nails
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Tuesday, November 27, 2012. Her hair sort of in front of her face, not touching her cheeks necessarily, but sort of lingering midair as if hoping to brush past for one second. Do you want something to drink? Like a glass of water.". Uh, iced tea? Da Da Da. You don't want that, maybe some chocolate milk? Chocolate milk it is.". The classiest I've ...
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: 11/01/2014 - 12/01/2014
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Wednesday, November 05, 2014. Dear you, my friend, my confidante, my pen-pals. I have a lot of pen-pals. You know? Sometimes I write long notes, sometimes short, but I sort of like not knowing exactly what I wrote once it's stamped, sealed and sent. It's so easy to write and rewrite and go back and clarify things on a computer, that sometimes I w...
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: "The Dumbing Down of Love"- Frou Frou
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Thursday, May 27, 2010. The Dumbing Down of Love"- Frou Frou. I really like the beginning of this song. It's quietly and subtly throwing in biting lyrics mismatched against power chords and lowtoned voices. The dumbing down of love. No box of chocolates. Whichever way you fall. And if I tell you. Lover alone without love. Lover alone without love.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking: Another List of Yesteryear.
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The Things We Write About When We Write About Talking. She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco. Tuesday, October 21, 2014. Another List of Yesteryear. Things I've done since October 2013:. I traveled to Europe for the first time since college — this time to Ireland with my sister and mom. The three of us had never taken a trip anywhere together, and save for three blow ups* (one each), we had a pretty excellent time. I bought my first car: ...
