And I have to wonder, how is it I have lived to be as old as I am, and never have I encountered buttered popcorn-flavored jelly beans. For me, a jelly bean has to correspond to one of the flavors found in Froot Loops®, otherwise I want nothing to do with it.
I walk into a room and forget why I’m there, but Forget Me Not flowers, each running step a petal game of she loves me- she loves me not. Psycho killer, run run run away, but the memory can’t be killed, only peace. Stalked to the ends of the earth by a relentless predator. A broken heart. Some say the cracks are so the light can get in, but why does the light feel like a freight train in this dark tunnel? And what’s that tied to the tracks?
Randy B Premium Member almost 2 years ago
The “but” should be “and”, because Nowhere is definitely far enough. If you can get there.
Mad-ge Dish Soap almost 2 years ago
After Nowhere cums, was she ovulating or no chance in hell…
Mad-ge Dish Soap almost 2 years ago
To vitamin be, or not to vitamin bee
That is the question I ask of thee.
Mad-ge Dish Soap almost 2 years ago
This guy can run further with a midnight meal of frank furters.
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 2 years ago
But he DID manage to forget their anniversary, so he had THAT hell waiting for him when he got back home.
Zebrastripes almost 2 years ago
You can’t run away from your memories and there’s no place you can hide to lose them.
You can keep them in the cloud but they’re always there….
Rotifer NOT GETTING RUBEN BOLLING’S PIN Thalweg Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Too derivative of Can’t You See.
Ignatz Premium Member almost 2 years ago
“It makes no difference where I turn.I can’t get over you and the flame still burns.”
rastapopilos almost 2 years ago
Good thing he went nowhere first, so he could stop running.
3hourtour Premium Member almost 2 years ago
…it sucks when your hopes come alive with every red Kia Soul you see…
…it seems like a brain malfunction…
…so you blame yourself…
…blame yourself for not being your brother…
…blame yourself for your meekness…
…your laziness…
…for being addicted to her…
…not having the choice not to love her…
…nor to hate your brother…
…who throws her away as a conquest…
…like throwing away that five pound bass over and over again…
…she hints at the affair…
…but you neither suspect or imagine a horror like this could ever happen…
…she gives up being a Mormon…
…gives up religion…
…moves to Texas with her new boyfriend…
…only during a threesome, she finds out he’s gay…
…but she loves him enough to remain BFF…
…that does wonders for you soul…
…you find solace in your faith…
…forgive seventy times seven times…
…every time you get angry…
…every time you scream…
…you forgive her again…
… Every time …
… the hate…
…not only at her…
…but within yourself…
…begins to fade…
…like a total immersion baptism…
…you find salvation…
…you reconcile your feelings…
…you find a treaty within you that you can live with…
…when suddenly…
…there’s a knock on your apartment door…
…“Hi,” she says…
InquireWithin almost 2 years ago
This is why Snapchat was invented
coltish1 almost 2 years ago
Seems kind of awkward, though, to run with your hands in your pockets. And not as aerobic.
coltish1 almost 2 years ago
Sorry to hear of your shoulder woes, Teresa. Probably won’t be able to snap off a sharp curveball for a while yet, eh?
coltish1 almost 2 years ago
And I have to wonder, how is it I have lived to be as old as I am, and never have I encountered buttered popcorn-flavored jelly beans. For me, a jelly bean has to correspond to one of the flavors found in Froot Loops®, otherwise I want nothing to do with it.
Plods with ...™ almost 2 years ago
Know the feeling.
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 2 years ago
“Run, Forest! Run!”
Radish the wordsmith almost 2 years ago
He should stand on the top of a building and howl her name like a coyote.
Howard'sMyHero almost 2 years ago
Running to forget = cardiovascular tug o’ war …!
willie_mctell almost 2 years ago
Sad but true.
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Eventually, he did get a NEW truck, and then he was able to forget the old one, entirely.
6turtle9 almost 2 years ago
I walk into a room and forget why I’m there, but Forget Me Not flowers, each running step a petal game of she loves me- she loves me not. Psycho killer, run run run away, but the memory can’t be killed, only peace. Stalked to the ends of the earth by a relentless predator. A broken heart. Some say the cracks are so the light can get in, but why does the light feel like a freight train in this dark tunnel? And what’s that tied to the tracks?
Sun almost 2 years ago
I Ran – https://youtu.be/iIpfWORQWhU
Mad-ge Dish Soap almost 2 years ago
Someone broke a branch on a tree w/leaves.
It becomes futile as : gotta take care of leaves as
They leave.Mad-ge Dish Soap almost 2 years ago
Final destination is indevisable.
Sisyphos almost 2 years ago
Unforgettable! The mental anguish is unrelenting, ever increasing! I can’t stand it!
Must. Run. It. Off!
No. Not working!
She is forever mine/not mine!
She can’t help it. https://tinyurl.com/22p3t5l9