some thoughts (loosely strung together) |
1.stretcorner cornerstone rotting foregone conclusion casting illusions. spared by the senses. depraved madman. anarchist revamped voodoo go-go girl. karma powered airplanes. think tanks built to...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 10:36:00 PST |
le ronde |
I préavis tout. Tout sur vous. Appelez-moi votre homme. Appelez-moi ton idiot. Vous qui êtes un lâche. Je n’ai aucune patience. Vous exécutez en rond. Avec moi au milieu. Qu’est-ce que nou...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 04:30:00 PST |
Children of NJ |
well aren’t you the pretty little product of your enviornment?aren’t you the one who makes the darkest jokes and hates the government?
you better run that mouth right out the nearest doory...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 04:45:00 PST |
shame isnt it |
I cut my tongue on my teeththere’s no need to speaki’m so embarrassed anywayi’m so ashamed I want this dayto be overall i do is liethrough the sheetswhen I tell you all it will be OK...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 02:09:00 PST |
Lit From Within |
you could set sail on these wordsthey are tough as canvas they taught me to swallow the worldi am lit from withinby all of these beautiful girls and all their dangerous stories of sin
you co...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 08:37:00 PST |
Amputee |
some nights i still lay awake until the sun turns the dawn into dayand it's like i'm alone in the old apartment againyeah it's like thatsometimes i wonder where you aredid you come out alive with...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 09:35:00 PST |
fishbowl |
i was the snowdriftand you were the pillar of saltbastard daughter buried to the hilti was the fishbowland you were the family catyou always wantedthat little living thing inside meyou always wan...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 07:58:00 PST |
Floodwaters |
everything you say is so contrivedand everything i felt for you has curled up and diedand the dam of our love made a lake that drownedall the forests and the fields and most of this townfloo...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 05:12:00 PST |
Wait, Where Are We Going? |
©***this is just a silly song about my friends dragging me into babeland in NYC. those places creep me the fuck out, but i tried my best to look like I wasn't about to throw up from embarassment and n...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 08:42:00 PST |
Zipper |
this sounds a lot better than it looks, I promise.
now is the winter of our discontenti use the bravest words to disconnectpolypropylene nectar of the godsethyl sulfate margarine hot rod
if the...
Posted by Allison Blackwell on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 10:53:00 PST |
