Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Movement !8!

"Everybody pretend to be normal." As saunas swelter on acid vapor, trickles of sweat in the cohabitation of desire & death.

"I'm not going to do that!" she huffed, "Are you crazy?" So instead I killed over 20 pages more than murders. Keep going and don't start until they are grown women, still others never masturbate. It's normal if you welcome back and every show shares a lot more hate than they do love, the first thing I'd do when I got there was shower.

"Bleep­," what is gratifyling about Brook's approach is his insistance that plot elements must realize that diamonds are a recording mirage of these syllables.

"I'm controversial because when I came to the house I was there for a purpose," she said.
"Bitch, I will take you out, it's no fair." Christmas mirages conjure from thin air, what the couture Sainte-Beurre contemptuously labeled an "industrial literature." I decided to come back to the Boston chicken once my blood sugar creamed out and confirmed the cuteness of Donna. The vaginal opening may be partially covered by a thin piece of skin just inside the opening called the hymen. Other names for the hymen are "cherry" or "maidenhead." The four of them hanging out in some awful, townie sports bar drinking beer and eating buffalo wings. Have you thought about everyone as your first, but your lover? Don't forget to check out Deja Vu love boutique on El Cajon Avenue. This is a fine example of the sottis par the lexicon of stupidity, complete with violence and through catacombs is convoluted as warrens in an anthill or canals in the allegator heads are shellaced, they look plastic, it's hard to imagine they were ever alive.

We have defined plot, for our copies of the drawings, and have started talking about the penis and the scrotum, and kids in my class are usually richocheting into echoes. The great joy and satisfaction that having children and being sexual can bring.

"What you're going through so far is only the beginning." He gave me his gem cutters and left me alone. He could so either prudently conserve or else exorbitantly expend. She had such a defined character. He didn't use these words, he said, "I love like the end of a long winter."

"Paulo," she said. "An aquaintance, not a friend." Northern lakes protect their exposed surfaces with acrylic membranes. God only knows what I'd be without you."
Rent Girl
Source texts include:
·Lynda Madaras, The What's Happening to my Body Book for Girls
·Michelle Tea, Rent Girl
·Peter Brooks, Reading for the Plot
·Christian Bok, Crystallography
·Television, Flavor of Love Reunion: After the Loving

1 comment:

The Last Of The Lost Boys said...

Oh you silly writers...