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Name: Rional
Location: Indiana, United States
Birthday: 5/17/1986
Gender: Male


Interests: Growing my pubic hair
Expertise: Shaving my pubic hair
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Other


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Member Since: 1/13/2004

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Monday, August 08, 2005

~the oscar situation~
the tree
the tree
the tree
the oscar situation
the oscar situation situated me on the tree
...hahahaha

-RYAN-


Friday, May 07, 2004

~`People holding hands will one day hold people who will think hands are for something other than holding` or, `my silly finger poem`~
Sixteen billion hands in this world, why aren't my fingers breached?
Millions of grains of sand in this world, why such a lonely beach?
A hand for each hand was planned for this world, why don't my fingers reach? 
fi ng e rs    F in ge r s...must I settle for ten?

~`her kiss-stick`~
her lipstick armour kisses my raw
her lipstick impression lasts forever on my imagination
her lipstick colour is a clash bang baby
her lipstick sticks, stays, licks, betrays
her lipstick lips say something like love
her lipstick lust leaves rings
her lipstick costs more than i save
her lipstick plays hide-and-go-seek all over town
her lipstick smiles hides my truth, and i hate her mouth
her lipstick is gone.  i took it.  i try it on now.  i hate myself now.  i hate
her lipstick...

~SiCKo-BLaM-o~
Load your lungs and get ready to sigh.
Four thousand drugs to make you high.
See me see you don't look so shy.
Behind these clothes I'm one helluva-guy.
I'm sicko-blam-o baby, spread that smile.
Open your mouth and close your mind.
Forget your eyes, they're brighter blind.
Undress your hips in skin sex grind.
Allow me to enter and steal what I find.
I'm sicko-blam-o baby, spread that smile.
When I'm coming I'm leaving.
Don't you say that I'm decieving.
This is your fault for breathing.
Why the fuck aren't you bleeding?!
I'm sicko-blam-o baby, spread that smile.

II.[after thoughts on writing `sicko-blam-o`]
1.) "The Protection Erection"
2.) Love is 36 minutes long
a.) sometimes longer
b.) sometimes shorter
3.) Everyone writes things they are not proud of...
4.) This is not an anti-sex poem, not at all.
5.) sex, rex, dex, lexx, chex, fex, pex, tex, quex...
3-continued.) ...everyone writes things they are not proud of.

~The Sound Of One Lip Kissing~
Exagerated lips often split leaving one lip wondering where his brother went...

~Silvia Idea #2~
My body is a tool that I use to feel pain.

~Silvia Idea #1
(for "silvia idea #1" please send me your home address and I will mail you a copy.)




Friday, April 23, 2004

~the worst day of my life salad~
i never told my parents the day
the devil threw-up
on me

it was the worst day of
my life

~the best day of my life salad~
i saw a golden smile
behind ruby lips
on an emerold face
covering a saphire skeleton
from a diamond heart, cold, hard, beautiful.

it was the best
day of my
life


Thursday, April 08, 2004

~madonna skin cream for success & eyeball valentine's~
i think ipu23rplec5u6nt78dieyay69co4o2l1se1x
i you
i us, I me again, i you
i will am are, i you
i feel you and are you
i love i    i love i
i sexy with you are sexy with me
i think [i + you = me^2]
i purple cunt fun die yay cool sex
i ball you, i ball you, i ball you, i ball you, i ball you, i-ball-u


Monday, April 05, 2004

~ugly man with head~
if it feels comfortable you will see it for what it is
looks matter through interaction
ugly people are only skin deep

~(y){ea}[st]~
The yeast rises in the east
oh boy, oh boy
The yeast rises in the east
go boy, slow boy, row boy, you'll never make it out of Florida alive...
oh boy--the yeast rises in the east--oh boy.



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