This Is Just To Say |
I have eatenthe plumsthat were in the iceboxand which you were probably savingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so coldWCW
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 08:11:00 GMT |
Ceremoniously ineffectual |
hmm. ceremony has a strange autonomy. it is creationist. it devulges value and constitues the ways in which i'm allowed to feel important. it was fabricated from a base with no beginning. like a w...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 10:08:00 GMT |
unawares/underwears/underwarz/beats!! |
i think my biggest difficulty now, and as of late, is creataing any structures for myself.now and as of late. I'm late a lot with things because I don't accept their offerings. what they can give me...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 06:23:00 GMT |
I have all these fininshed beats. |
Dear Myspace Music,DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU ARE KEEPING FROM THE PEOPLE??!You're a disgrace.Love,Phoebe
Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 13:54:00 GMT |
mixtures |
when i was just a small dame, my brother and i used to make mixtures. this is what we called the concoctions we would fashion out of everyday bathroom ingredients like medicated talcum powder, floss a...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 03:53:00 GMT |
for hotness' sake |
i MAAAAY have gotten some deoderant on my lips. tastes like (no, not teen spirit) sweat-repellant, like *smack smack* dryness.to give the smack or get the smack, O que pregunta. {palabra, bops?)my se...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 10:21:00 GMT |
(( if i can be a nip freer to unfold )) |
WHAT MUST THE POSTMAN THINK?uhnyeahwordyeahuhnyeahwordWHAT!?oh these things we dosend a letter to my boowill it ever get there-- i don't knowit's all up to my post brolick that flag and stick it onfor...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 13:35:00 GMT |
the set up |
the rob and big marathon is ending. damn.
Posted by on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 14:31:00 GMT |
I have all these unfinished beats. |
I have all these unfinished beats. (things do not change, we change)so how do I go about resolving them? on my complicated, magnanimous beats--is it my car house that's lacking, or, is it my legalit...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 23:47:00 GMT |
These May Be Separate Things |
These may be seperate things, as much as they can be. But, you, you are weighing so heavy on my heart. It's the kind of heavy that makes me pat on my chest with an open palm, I'm turning my head to ...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 19:38:00 GMT |
