listen. it is a nice song. huh? an awful thing to be with on a night.

let's talk about all the things one sees day-to-day.
like sandwiches.
like balloons.
like how the sky is.
like how good one's bf/gf is.
like a one night stand.

so. nice day to you. laugh. life's cute. you, also.

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after a bit of study and from a a bit about life (as in just a bit).

okay. given: a she
a he

there is an egg which we'll call x and a little tadpole-like thing which we'll call y. x comes from she. ys come from dad. a y among the many xs hits egg. here begins a story from uncalled to life  to begotten.

is it possible for x and y to be two beings classified into some one thing known as a single guy/gal? such one lucky x is a thing about with egg. such x egg and y gets a life which is likely to be gotten into to one guy/gal which they, not? you an x not knowing y? you y not knowing what that egg y does now? physical collision happened.
dating begins. life in this planet is next.

snacks, please.

i hated. then i begin changing the aligning of cells in the body. like a bad instance when asleep, i thought i flew the way to neptune in an unusual way. i think i was disguised as a lonely doughnut holding a bloody balloon. the sky was cielo. neptune's satellites tasted funny. funny, huh. it's so bad. it so good. love is  so nice on the 3rd date. date one it was a clown. the second spoofed 1. 3 is a being so like you. you would think i was nothing but a doughnut and was not as sane as a usual blue planet citizen. yah. i wish i get to be just out to send a nice call so you and i will be on a one-night stand next. usually, both of us will live next. it's cute how things ought to be. the blue planet is this place i get and there are many good things beyond. the sky is cute today. life is not so sad. last one to touch hit the sands on the beach is putty.
neptune is cute. like blue planet people, neptunians know the way to space is getting a spaceship to the destination wished to be in when good imagination does not work. i know i was just one who is not awake when i got to neptune. the satellites? oh. lovely stuff. such things can't be on sale and the baaaad thing to happen to a blue planet citizen in space. space is a thing i can't think of on lunch. yes, i know you'd rather chat with an acquaintance via facebook. yet life is too valuable to just let things be in just a planet. there are other places in this galaxy, pal. the universe is not cute, really.
just think. out in space, people sing songs. the universe is wide. out there suns aligned with a few planets develop life like found in earth. each space object is like the sun. scientific theories tell i it's not fiction. look at the possibility of another sun aligned with planets. a planet like the blue planet exist possibly about a usual sun.  i called my pal and we told things out in space blue planet's got scientific tales and weapons to put these possible suns to peace. i hate it when one is unusual  about this planet's citizens. besides, space objects out in space usually put possibilities of life  to null. i think it's like telling space it's usually kind to not exist at all.

what: neptunian fantasy
when: last night
which place: own space. pledged so.
who: a blue planet citizen disguised as a language colinth teaching counting logic on neptune.
how: by eating so, so, so sinful chocolate

conclusion: space and going out to space kills. i still get to exist because i think i still exist. not the fittest. but. the one who dreams. most.  next life: a paid ice pop fan

as of today: 2 billion suns.

to be a paid ice pop once and this time, twice, again. oh.

get to this: silasandlollipops.blogspot.com

good day, petals.

anyone, anybody?

i went to vocation-org.com and i was glad about what i saw. anyone?

*kisses*
*slaps*
*hands you a can of soda*
*updates blog*

life ain't plain. i'll be dead if.

so, which would you like to date today?
a. i b. i c. i

else, i'd kill you.

get those halo-halo. guyabano juice. sandwiches. ice pops in cielo, yellow, pink. life is easy because God says so. when it's not, you know he hates you.

today, i woke up well with an attitude. i think i thought about a good place while sleeping. like south pole, spain, and philippines. it's not easy to say which side i was. all i knew, i was sleeping enough to see things like a school, a white sky, and walking people. i did not die and like i said i woke up with an attitude today.

little boys and i laugh. see?

oh. yah?