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but tell it slant: Wrong Choice, Try Again
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Friday, September 4, 2009. Wrong Choice, Try Again. A/N: Might be my last post for a while, who knows. I'll have to see how my schedule settles out to in college. :). Wrong choice, try again. My surroundings fade out and reset themselves. The tracks in front. What’s the point of this place again? What can I do?
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but tell it slant: October 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Thursday, October 22, 2009. Sometimes . . . I miss the people I never knew the most. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Note of Reminder :). A writer = Enoch. A scribe = Susie. Do I meet with your approval? Jesus Christ and Him Crucified. Mubbly: An Online Journal. Sometimes . . .
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but tell it slant: May 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Thursday, May 21, 2009. And We Think We Know Better. 8220;I hate them all,” he told me quietly as he passed by. “I’ll tell you at dinner. They’re all so shallow! Yesterday, he refused to get out of bed. I found him there in the afternoon after visiting my boyfriend. He wouldn’t even shake his head...This mornin...
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but tell it slant: September 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Life in the Woods. 8212;some dating back to the 1980’s. On his computer, he has open a Wikipedia page about grapefruit. Joe quit. Want to apply for his job? Monday, September 14, 2009. Why, why, why? Why had it happened? His vision blurred; and then the shed was right in front of ...
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but tell it slant: August 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Monday, August 31, 2009. I stop at stop signs in the middle of nowhere. I’m just a cautious guy, I guess. Jack says I’m a bit too careful sometimes, but I disagree. You can never be too careful. I hate that, getting into something without any preparation whatsoever. I mean, don’t you hate it, too? So this old l...
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but tell it slant: April 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Wednesday, April 22, 2009. Hard Work, Low Pay. A small piece of dust floats from the ceiling and settles on a small dresser. A candy dispenser, house to ancient gumballs, sits on a counter. Behind it sits a woman reading an old subscription of Country Home. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Note of Reminder :).
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but tell it slant: Sometimes . . .
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Thursday, October 22, 2009. Sometimes . . . I miss the people I never knew the most. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Note of Reminder :). A writer = Enoch. A scribe = Susie. Do I meet with your approval? Jesus Christ and Him Crucified. Mubbly: An Online Journal. Sometimes . . .
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but tell it slant: The Drones
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Monday, September 14, 2009. He was running—feet pumping wildly, tripping, hands circling in a dance for balance; the golden stalks whipped his body mercilessly as he thrashed by. Why, why, why? Why had it happened? The field burst into a clearing, a small shack at the edge of the estate, a blur in his wet vision.
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but tell it slant: June 2009
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But tell it slant. The writings and ramblings of people who, for some reason, seem to believe that they have something worth saying. An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world. Friday, June 26, 2009. You meet a lot of strange people when you work the night shift out in a gas station just outside of town. It’s an experience, I’ll tell you, and one I’ll probably never forget. Sometimes, I’d guess how long it’d be before the next one passed. Some nights, it’d be hal...An authentic baseba...
