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Supriya
- Midwest
- Last Record: 2013-05-12 14:32:53 -0700
- Joined: Feb 17, 2012
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and look, it can also be a bookmark!
I liked this photo enough to put it up HitRECord. Happy hatching, baby birds!
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Slide my straps down my shoulders and lose your brown suede shoes, Throw your jacket on the floor and pour both of us some booze, Then throw me on the bed and instruct me... |
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old man moon grew tired of drifting
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When they were done, Death was there to take them. For, you see, they had fucked each other to death. Literally. |
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Here's a rainy piano theme for my tiny poem "Happily Unaware"... feel free to use this as a background music! :)
And if someone wants to add vocals, go ahead! :) I'm gonna give it a try later, but right now I've got a flue, so I can't sing...
...p.s. I would love to see this story animated... ;)
Enjoy <3
500th Record! Holy Smokers.
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Your kisses are snowflakes: |
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Loved this poem by christopher.harn and had to do a reading of it!
Hello All!
I don't think I was very clear in the video- sorry it's a rainy Sunday evening here in the UK and that makes my head a little fuzzy.
Anyway, I was thinking that a possible idea for the next issue of the hitrecorderly could be based on the Jelly Babies collab as it's a really rich source of different pieces of art and it's already been well developed.
The idea is to have a flat packed cardboard treasure box (which would need to be designed) that could be built after by anyone. The premise is that you find a treasure chest filled with all the treasures of Jellyland - the dvd, illustrations, the original text etc and we could also use missamerica's postcard idea which would result in a jigsaw puzzle of a map in postcard form.
So I just want to know if this is a plausible idea for the next issue, or is it just the Crazy talking? haha
As always if you could let me know if I missed you out in the resources :)
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One summer, caterpillars invaded our porch, crawling across The wooden planks like chubby cigars. Bright orange, Armed with black spikes, they could have fallen ... |
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as i listened to the horrendous rain outside,
i imagined you here...with me.
(tiny story by greytime)
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The day was so hot That the ice cube began to cry. |
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-Tiny Story by DianeFT
feel free to colour it
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Save the child in me. I've squashed her down and kept her under. I told her to grow up and never come back. I told her she didn't belong. The child in me is in danger. Someone please... |
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Some RECorders create with their eyes others with their hands and their imagination. Together, they create magic. |
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an idea which i shall expand
Old stones in a modern setting.
found her in the girl's playhouse!
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"I killed a man today." |
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I know this is not perfect, but an idea that I had.
