Pure Excitement (my boyfriend at his 3rd birthday)

Lust

Edit: Pictures of children under 13 are not allowed; it goes against LW's guidelines. Your entries have been PMed to Porcelina.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

(Edited by dovelove at 12:43 pm on June 5, 2006)

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Even if I'm the only one laughing its still worth doing.
Because, in a world of moral ambiguity, laughter, though
fleeting, is the only certainty.

Wayward Plane

In the beginning there was a boy
Who had dreams and aspirations for joy
When he was four
He had an urge to soar
Get above all of the rest
Fly high with some of the best
At age five he had soul and drive
To get in a plane to hope to thrive
But at age six
He fell into a bad mix
His mother is dead and his father a bum
Constantly reassured him he was dumb
As he hit eight
A cruel twist of fate
Father had come down with cancer
No one he knew had the answer
When he hit nine
He was treated like swine
Father was angry and had him hit
He was depressed but he wouldn’t admit
As he hit the big ten
His dreams began to soar again
Teachers and friends pull him from his ditch
It was almost as if he found his niche
Father is dead at age thirteen
With this, his heart grows cold and mean
The plane in his mind fly’s farther away
As the drugs in his head are there to stay
Dropped from school at age fifteen
Hope is lost, as it would seem.
Drugs consumed the young aged boy
Robbing him permanently of his joy
Broke into a store at just eighteen
For his life, this set the final scene
The worst way for dreams to be lost
He will soon pay the ultimate cost
Now it’s a week before release
His dreams soar again like wild geese
But an event is occurring that he cannot stop,
His cellmate drops him with a violent flop
He feels a pain as never before
A searing pain burns deep in his chest
As the knife is plunged deep into his breast
In the final breathes of the young boys’ life
He speaks “Is this what I earn for all my strife?”
Pondering the decisions of his life now past
He wishes that he could make it last
Realizing his actions were hardly the best
The boy of four’s dreams are laid to rest
The mood in the cell is all but bright
As his plane flies silently into the night

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(Edited by frank112916 at 10:04 pm on June 3, 2006)

Edit: Pictures of children under 13 are not allowed; it goes against LW's guidelines. Your entries have been PMed to Porcelina.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

(Edited by frank112916 at 10:09 pm on June 3, 2006)

(Edited by dovelove at 12:40 pm on June 5, 2006)

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All of them were over 13..... Thanks for not even bothering to ask me. That's real classy of you.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

(Edited by dovelove at 10:24 am on June 6, 2006)

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"Ignorant people see life as either existence or non-existence,
but wise men see it beyond both existence and non-existence
to something that transcends them both; this is an observation
of the Middle Way." -Seneca, Roman philosopher

They're all older than 13.  Except my cat.  He's two.  But...he shouldn't count.

And ummm..the emotions are all lust.  Lust is an emotion right?  Well, it is now.

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"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot-- And whether pigs have wings."

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Solace.

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Oh my god, that is amazing.

I love it. Wow.

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when i play doctor, i play to win

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Solace.

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j'adore j'adore j'adore j'adore!

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"God kissed her on the cheek and there she was."

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Solace.

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Wow, that's really awesome.

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On my knees, I'll ask. Last chance for one last dance. 'Cause with you I'd withstand all of hell to hold your hand. x3

EDIT: The picture looks so effing tiny. Hopefully you kids look at the larger version in my IB.

(Edited by The Oath at 8:20 pm on June 10, 2006)

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Fucking for fear of not wanting to fear again.