Discussion in 'The Whiners' started by Bloody_Kisses, Dec 28, 2004.
from riding a little boys bike. god hates me.
I feel cold after reading this... and I feel cold physically on top of that...
How can something that doesn't exist hate you?
Maybe the little boy was god...
god could have been the bike......so she rode god
Maybe I'm god? I think so...
but i didnt ride the little boy.
I know but he was mad that you stole his bike.
This is another one of those little-or-big-depends-on-your-personal-views1 "bi-meaningful/meant" things. You lean depending on your left-right brain, I suppose. Your creative side possibly tells you that she stole a little boy's bike, when the more termed "realistic" and "literal" right-brained side may tell you that you fall on the side where the bike was generally made for children (specifically little boys) or little-male-people in general. It's only in the way you use it.
Why do I always have to fall in the neutral zone or be the one to mention it at all. Oh... because it's a self-thought-of concept... but people have most likely thought of that in the past as simple things become more complex, supposedly, as time goes by, yet we don't know if that complexities or life in general exists anyway because it's all your "imagination" and what you as yourself determines it specifically or everything within in general to be... and of course, change comes from within and so do your answers. Be sure to look within.
Why do I have the name of that nicotene patch (Nicoderm CQ) stuck in my head?
only time will tell
HER HAIR WAS BRIGHT YELLOW LIKE THE COLOR OF YOUR PEE AFTER YOU TAKE A MULTIVITAMIN!!!
my right eye is twitching - help me bob.
eh... I wonder why I insisted on typing these things out.
I wonder why I insisted on posting this.
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