The 500 dollar "Fuck Me" post will be tomorrow..
tonight..
LOL, I need to persuade Yvonne we never go back. ;-)
Don't be so wise, I was born to flyAdequately mis-explains what it is like to walk in Seoul on a warm night, Seoul Tower on the near horizon, and various bits of literature, scraps of theory, and notions to write about floating in my head.
Not without a place in the wind
Walked off a cliff, then I closed my eyes
Ooh, I'm not a spaceman, no, no
Don't need no feathers, I don't need no twine,
I'm all together in my body and my mind,
Not supernatural, just a human combine,
Ooh, I'm not a spaceman, no, no
LOL, I need to persuade Yvonne we never go back. ;-)
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5 Comments:
buy her a bookstore.
YSM
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Anonymous, at 10:52 PM
Although I'd miss you terribly (because I already do!), I'm just glad you seem so happy......
yersis
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Anonymous, at 11:31 PM
I thought that was a copy of the poem found in Roh Moo-hyun's pocket after his last hike.
HYS
By
Anonymous, at 12:05 AM
You Can't Go Home Again
-yaf
By
Anonymous, at 4:41 PM
LOL..
all classics..
1) Too bad I cain't afford no bookstore..
2) Yeah, I miss you as well (and about 5 other people, 2 of whom don't comment here)
3) The blood stains made that poem difficult to read
4) Why would anyone want to?
By
Charles Montgomery, at 6:47 PM
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