Rebecca:Rachel hand me that plate will you?
rachel:sure thing::hands plate::
**between Rebecca grasping the plate Rachel drops it to the tile floor**
Rebecca:uh-oh
Rachel:geez.::grabs rag::we are so sorry.
**strange look from Rebecca**
::rachel realizes what she said::
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Rebecca:we the collective
Rachel:oh-my
anyways the point of this was to show that we refer to ourselves as one and didn't even realize it until recently.This slightly worries me.Does it worry you?
MY neck is full of crank
my teddybear is a llama of extasy
and i am the lizard king
the lizard king
who's head is more than a goats
blueness on my quarter
and as i hear the blueness
on my window rapping
the teddybear falls on I the lizard king
my head is on overload
my neck is full of crank
I feel I'm walking a wooden plank
with your finger shoving me off
charlie chaplin will eat the blueness
oh my
how good for the brain
rains of blood
heads will swim
streets will flood
slit our wrists now with saftey pins
i think this is the fourth sin
God forgave me for the butter i killed
ah yes the blood is good
it is dead
there is no fear
no more
for the demons spilling from my head
seasons full of lead
goddess of lars
and it's allright
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I didn't get to see Parr for 5 months after that.We only got to talk once a month when we had a friend signal us back and forth so his parents wouldn't see me name on the caller ID.I had no idea why i felt the way i did about him.I'd stay up all night tyring to figure it out.Nothing came.Then one night I managed to fall asleep.I pulled my black comforter up around my neck and burrowed as far as i could into the cotton fluff.I was hugging Parr's shirt he wore to the concert.Breathing the semi Parr in,that remanied in his t-shirt,i drifted off.Ol' cowboy jones opened up the pink rickety door.I guess he was checking on me.Dim light from the hallway shined over me.My headboard looked yellow.I pulled Parr's sweaty smelling shirt closer,i felt like Jones might try to steal it from me.I peeked only through the corner of my eye.He smiled shaking his head mumbling something about Robert.Arizona's music blasted through the paper thin walls.I swore to god if i heard,'mama's don't let his babies grow up to be cowboys'one more time I's kill her.Cowboy Jones was Dad to us.I told him about me and Parr.Arizona told him about the speed she was trying to get off of.He was Dad without being Dad.He never tried to replace my dad i never met,never crossed that boundary.We talked about everything except mom.I don't even know what she looked like.All i really know is that Rob is somehow related to me and Arizona.He was a real rebel hitchhiker who changed Arizona into the Southern woman she is .Weird.He wouldn't talk about it either.I think he wanted to.He was cute related or not.Clear blue baby eyes like a puppy that's realy confused.brown wavy hair that fell over his eyebrows and and almost into his eyes,baby pout lips.But when i thought about Parr he wasn't even a brief whisper of a thought in my mind.Why did i want him so bad something must've been wrong with me.You know they say you're born gay?I don't know why but i loved Parr and nothing mattered anymore just being with him being able to love him.
1.Soda's getting launched at you from behind,makes for a sticky day
2.The ravers saying your trying to be like them and then giving you a hug every 5 minutes cause they're so loaded on ectasy that they love you anyway
3.The teachers asign you to be the one who can help block the door if the next Columbine happens at your school cuz they assume the killers would be your friends
4.you get seated in the way back so everyone else can get out before you in case the school sets on fire
5.Your locker gets unfriendly notes from rednecks who can't spell in it daily.I.E."you are going to the fiery pits of mell"
6.the counsler calls you down right before lunch once a week to make sure every thing is ok.
7.people now shout their insults as they're running down the hall cuz they're afraid you'll pull a gun on them.Ah you miss the good ol' insults to your face.
8.people sit on the opposite end of the tablefrom you...you know how those gay vibes are
9.the new dress code says you can't wear all black and when you go the first day with a pink ribbon in your hair and all black they complain
10.Everyone REALLY begins to wonder if you and you're friends really are retarded
