mick
location: Shambala
listening to: Sounds that can’t be made
registered: 2001.10.26
posts: 5115
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YEs it was an fucking boat...on a fucking respite trip with 8 foster kids off the fucking Devon/Cornwall coast during the summer. IT used to be a fishing boat turn of the fucking century and it fucking rained all week and I gave up believing in the existence of the my beloved elements earth and fire. Now you can see why I write such fucking miserable posts and have this other worldly perception of myself. But hey...that was me at my worst and I still look better than you fucking lot...wait til I post a picture of me on a good day...all smiles and sunshine and none of those glib 'isn't it all great' posts of Gene's...you'll see
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
mick
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YEs it was an fucking boat...on a fucking respite trip with 8 foster kids off the fucking Devon/Cornwall coast during the summer. IT used to be a fishing boat turn of the fucking century and it fucking rained all week and I gave up believing in the existence of the my beloved elements earth and fire. Now you can see why I write such fucking miserable posts and have this other worldly perception of myself. But hey...that was me at my worst and I still look better than you fucking lot...wait til I post a picture of me on a good day...all smiles and sunshine and none of those glib 'isn't it all great' posts of Gene's...you'll see
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
