| Fascinating minds make for rad retribution. Do you really want me to proof read? Like I gotta think long and hard before I post this? As if it really matters.
Big Toe Stumped the Ottoman. Only to Black and Bruise. Bastion of Britons when the sun finally sets on Harry's hairy testes. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| Am not sleeping. Culture the Shock! Push, Butt, Reverb, Sprang! Never more the cries of unsatisfied love leave me be the peaceful child I was before!
<<\absolutle power/>> & faces of death. Only catch two many Tuesdays
I'll be ok. Don't worry about my silly little head. This is french press coffee. The grounds are proof it was made of the finest quality beans and plastics.
Am only insomniac. S[leeps] for four hours or less a night. Little flounder and we only just found out about each other.
Hell to Pay (or there will be) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Fallen flat too face. When earth comes to rear it's ugly head. Potty Dancing Fallout Structure eliminates the whack chances to eliminate the needy. Bass Boost Extreme fishing channel netwerk 66. Still you love to think. But it has always been this way. It will never change.
but a borderline smacko gets shit fisted in a totally like kewl ass way to die! Got sucked up into the sap. A sticky mess he made for himself!
this happened shortly after the phone rang. I said,
*hello?*
*hey...*
*what do you want?* | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | A manic state of disrepair. Twine turning to the wisdoms. Whittling, fritter away the day. separation anxiety and the heart attack. I was walking, slipped on a broken down Coke can. I told Dan about the time she broke my heart and Dan almost broke my jaw. So he touched my chin, to see if I was bleeding. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| foam at the mouth bit for being
for being
thank gawd for mass of two shits freedumbedmedown
or something like that
Do I use this journal to vent my passions? I've been linking around to some of these kids pages and this whole live journal thing is pretty big.
Ok so i grew up in Colorado, sadly enough said. I listen to a lot of heavy metal but jump around to lots of shows and what some call "raves" actually I go to soap factory shows in the flatirons industrial park. None of that root shit for me. You know it's one of the only places other then on campus where chix talk to you. I am a member of an ultra elite writing coalition that includes some up and coming undergrounders. We are a group that bucks boulders traditionalist elite that seem to be stuck in the poetry of the 50's(fuck you tom!) i work a menial job while i go to CU. Which i hate but it's cheap. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I guess i am new to this. What you call blogging?
can I say what ever I want? bitchslaphoqueerassinventionbigsuckingsoundmuthafucker
oh well I am 21 I live in florida and I hate it here.
You take your lotto ticket and you scratch outside! | | comments: Leave a comment |
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