GAYFULLY TRIPPING |
Nastassja tripped along hornily. She was on her way to meet her lover, Leper-tits, for Valentine's Day. She smiled to see a platypus hopping along, carrying a cadaver in its mouth. Nastassja was alm... Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:15:00 GMT |
THE MIRACLE OF THE LEPER |
The Miracle Of The Leper Autumn hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like angels dancing on my tongue. She loathed it. Every December, Autumn would feel herself getting a... Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 22:43:00 GMT |
night terror |
I CAN HEAR YOU EAT THE PEAR AND I DO NOT LIKE THE SOUND THEREFORE I SHALL EAT YOU SLOWLY AND YOU WILL FEEL YOURSELF DIGESTING IN MY STOMACH your eyes are the spawn of a turkey baster ERT... ERT... ERT... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:45:00 GMT |
run! |
my eyes are closed, take my hand; let's run ... We need to GET OUT, BREAK FREE ... We need to slice open the sky and jump in. lets stand in the rain, close our eyes. spin. walk. run in all directi... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:44:00 GMT |
trying to get a feeling out... |
Deep yellow, deep and dark blues, streetlights, black, tar, the smell of summer tar, curbs, soft grass, flashlights, summer night breeze, full moon, night time clouds, the touch, the smell, the feelin... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:38:00 GMT |
words and groups of words |
TURKEY BASTER KUMQUAT COB FLANGE BUTTER CACTUS FLATULENT QUAIL RAIN PEANUT BUTTER ZEBRA NORWAY CHUTNEY POTATION BUBBLE DEEP FRYER ABNORMAL QUOTATION TRAIN VOLUME BAUBLES UNBRELLA ELECTRICIAL POTATO TU... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:35:00 GMT |
a very small sample of my mind |
Doesn't anyone ever get sick of reading those stupid bulletin stories about a guy killing his girlfriend or those Romeo and Juliet type stories and then saying you're heartless if you don't repost a b... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:32:00 GMT |
our generation of apathy |
i see a big loss of hope, the feeling of listening to Smashing Pumpkins and Radiohead... it always seems dark out even in the brightest sun. we all work to something that we notice means nothing, and ... Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:30:00 GMT |