Of Paper
The mind is like a piece of paper; pure and clean when first created, yet stained after it ages. It becomes corrupt with the dark and evil truths of the world, staining it permanently like a vast ink stain. It contains all the grotesque visuals that the real world inflicts upon its surface, leaving little room for the good memories that are engraved underneath the bad. It continues to be scribbled and marked upon, until the pureness is no longer there. It ages as we do, until it has become wrinkled and discolored, stained and torn. Eventually it is disposed of, making room for a brand new sheet of paper.















Comments
Well, I love it! I like writings and poems that compare things. It just makes me see a deeper side to everything.
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NikNack rocks my polka dotted Christmas toe socks!
Apparently, vampires play baseball because they're that super-special-sparkly-assed awesome.
I happen to be a sophisticated weirdo with a master's degree in idiocy and bother.
And I need to practice, cause I suck compared to some of the people. D:
...Of course, then there's the stupid pretty cheerleaders that think they pwn at poetry and writing when in reality they....suck.
I really hate those girls with the I'm-better-than-you-at-everything attitude.
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You....you....PUMPKIN BANGER! FIRST YOU RAPE A WITCH, NOW YOU'RE BANGING MY PUMPKIN!
Well, I happened to think that that was good. And I'm sure that I wouldn't stand a chance compared to them if you supposedly can't.
You're not alone on that one. I hate girls like that. And I have a feeling that I'm going to meet a lot more of that species once I move and go to a much bigger high school than the one I was going to go to. DX
But at least I know some people like Kayla, Elizabeth, and a few of their friends, I guess.
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NikNack rocks my polka dotted Christmas toe socks!
Apparently, vampires play baseball because they're that super-special-sparkly-assed awesome.
I happen to be a sophisticated weirdo with a master's degree in idiocy and bother.
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You....you....PUMPKIN BANGER! FIRST YOU RAPE A WITCH, NOW YOU'RE BANGING MY PUMPKIN!
My parents bought this nice trailer (Random people: WTF, trailer? D8) and it's going to be in the same park that my cousins are at!
And I don't necessarily care what we live in as long as it looks big and awesome on the inside. I mean, inside my cousins' trailer it looks like the inside of a house.
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NikNack rocks my polka dotted Christmas toe socks!
Apparently, vampires play baseball because they're that super-special-sparkly-assed awesome.
I happen to be a sophisticated weirdo with a master's degree in idiocy and bother.
And I know what you mean! Some of those trailers are HUGE!
When I was a little LITTLE kid, we lived in a REALLY small one.
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You....you....PUMPKIN BANGER! FIRST YOU RAPE A WITCH, NOW YOU'RE BANGING MY PUMPKIN!
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I eat danger for breakfast!!!!!
Joe Jonas in high heels.
~Love is real and Love is God.~
But I'll show them my awesome trailer on the inside! *evil laugh*
Well, the smallest place that I've lived in was an apartment apparently when I was first born. And then a really small house, a ranch house next to Kayla, a new two-story house in an expensive area-place-thing, then we rented a townhouse, and now we're renting this condo . . . thingy. D:
And then I'm moving back so that's six (going on seven) moves.
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NikNack rocks my polka dotted Christmas toe socks!
Apparently, vampires play baseball because they're that super-special-sparkly-assed awesome.
I happen to be a sophisticated weirdo with a master's degree in idiocy and bother.
Then we got tired of that run-down place and knocked down some trees and built our new house that we've been in for....9 years.
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You....you....PUMPKIN BANGER! FIRST YOU RAPE A WITCH, NOW YOU'RE BANGING MY PUMPKIN!
I hate moving so much. It makes things too difficult now since I'm going to feel bad about moving since people here are attached to me now.
GREAT JOB, CASEY! You're going to make people miss you!
Anyway . . .
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NikNack rocks my polka dotted Christmas toe socks!
Apparently, vampires play baseball because they're that super-special-sparkly-assed awesome.
I happen to be a sophisticated weirdo with a master's degree in idiocy and bother.
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