| Welcome to Quinn's self express! |
| this is the portion of my website where I put down poems and stuff. some maybe funny, some may not,and then theres random stuff! most of the stuff is made in my brain! |
| yay clouds |
| silly foundois! my spookin ain't fir dookin unless frodos bagginzez come out to playzez! smeagol precios!!!!-quinncy |
| ounce upon a midnite dready,while i was sleeping weak and weary, ahh who cares! |
| poems are happy,poems are fun, until somebody reads them, then i feel dumb. |
| do poeple actually go to this site? hmmm... |
| i feel crappy i feel stupid i feel mindless i feel hate i feel anger i feel embaresed, i feel scared, heh at least i feel! |
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| some people are so worked up on who they wanna be our who other people want them to be that they become a robot, someone who has no control over what they want to because they still want to be the person they made themselves to be. |
| my brain is mashed potatoes, overworked to complete its meaning, tasteyness, yum. |