freon |
i remember one time me and brandon johnson were riding home in the back uv his grandmas truck. she owned her own appliance store n eastlake and we were riding n the back cuz there wuz no room n the fr...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Sat, 26 May 2007 10:31:00 PST |
jim |
Moment of inner freedomwhen the mind is opened and theinfinite universe revealed& the soul is left to wanderdazed & confus'd searchinghere & there for teachers & friends...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Mon, 14 May 2007 04:33:00 PST |
motherfucker |
there once was a boy named paul,
who wanted to rock and give it his all.
he learned to play, and wanted to say,
im gonna slash your tires you motherfucker!!
Posted by pocket full of green things on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 09:08:00 PST |
xXyour turnXx |
the ring you gave me,as a promise, remember?the minute i learnedof my demise by youit broke....fell right off my finger.shattered on the floorin a million pieces.along with it,my heart...my hopes, my....
Posted by pocket full of green things on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 03:51:00 PST |
xXcocaineXx |
cocaine! theres a good idea! yeah, i wanna do a drug that makes my penis small , makes my heart explode, makes my nose bleed and suck all my money out of the bank! can i do that? can i...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 04:35:00 PST |
xXcheersXx |
i want to know its not over, i want to know youre herei dont want to go, i know im too youngbut i dont want to live the rest in fear, i want to know im lovedi want to know someones there, its hard and...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 06:11:00 PST |
xXwhyXx |
fighting...what a joke. ya know ive had the fuck beat out of me more times than i can count by guys that i could have easily dominated, but i chose to lose. i chose to carry the shame and the humility...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 08:27:00 PST |
xXcan you keep a secretXx |
ive been through some shit. ive been on my own since i was 16. in that time ive been homeless, outcast from my world, robbed countless times, spun out on drugs and strung out on love. but there was no...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 11:38:00 PST |
xheyXx |
drugs and hate were on the plate the devil fed to me,
as the drugs went down the hate went up,
and thats exactly how he wanted me.
i toss and turn, and shiver and shake,
hoping to wake from this nigh...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 01:36:00 PST |
im a fake |
small simple safe price. rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets. this is not a small cut that scabs and dries and flakes and heals, and im not afraid to die... im not afraid to bleed and fu...
Posted by pocket full of green things on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 12:30:00 PST |
