Mind and words
It is not the word that corrupts the mind, but the mind that corrupts the word.
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posted by "s0n|c'C@libr3,, at
9:09 PM
About
The day it all began. I've decided to keep a secret record of all quotes of life and reveal these quotes at the right time. May it be from my friends, the bible, celebrities or total stangers. They'll all fall under the victim of this scrap of collection. This is the day, the day our past might reflect and shape the future.
About Me
- Name: "s0n|c'C@libr3,,
- Location: Singapore
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Previous
- Cherish
- 愛
- Globalisation
- Experience.
- Propose and Dispose
- Literacy
- Go to him
- Sage.
- Rubber and Glue
- Examine your heart
1 Comments:
Dunnoe what this means ? take a look at this. Frankly i find the example kinda lame. But there is some wisdom in the quote.
I was scared at first. It was very wide, and very
long, and it angled straight up. I decided I had to
try it once. I slowly and carefully eased myself
onto it. It felt weird at first. Then I got used to it. I
went up and down, and up and down on it. I was
really loving it.
*Now I ride on escalators all the time.*
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I took my fingers and slowly, gently stretched
it apart. It was so pure and white. I licked it once,
twice..I found I couldn't stop. I licked it faster and faster,
and harder. I began to scrape my teeth against
it. There it was, in my mouth! All sweet and
creamy. I was done.
*And I threw away the outsides of my Oreo cookies*
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It was laying limp in my hand. It was very long,
kind of thin. I slid it between my fingers until
I got to the end of it. I was turning it on. It became
firm in my hands, and the end was wet.
Then it got very hard and began gushing out of the tip.
*Then I took the garden hose and watered the
bushes.*
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I knew it could be done. I wanted to try but I
didn't know if I could do it. I called my friend. He said he
knew how to do it and would teach me. He put his
arms around me and started. I watched nervously in the
mirror. He finally finished and pulled back slowly. I felt relieved
that it was over.
* I hate neckties.*
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It looked warm and dark, and juicy and inviting.
I wasn't sure just what I wanted to do with it. I
carefully pulled it apart with my fingers to look into it better. I
knew how great it would be if I just started eating it.
*But I decided to put ketchup on my burger.*
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"s0n|c'C@libr3,,, at October 4, 2004 at 9:12 PM
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