why i shouldn’t be a man...reason 23 |
i should just start by laughing....if i were a mani would tiemy penisinto a pretzeland say"come here ladies....it just needs a little salt."hahahahai love me
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 17:30:00 GMT |
my quite chaos...a catalyst of self absorbtion |
another day off...this might seem like a good thing to most, and granted im not trying to complain to much about it, but im doing this thing again where i just cant bring myself to leave the house. t...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 12:16:00 GMT |
i digress |
the fucking pigeon just shat on the porch again. granted i didnt see it happen, i just heard the little crusty splatter hit , literally a foot from my head. i know your wondering how i survived such ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 18:13:00 GMT |
do i look cooler if i spin and smell it? no kaitlin i still havent seen two girls one cup hahah |
ah mew....sing me those sweat sorrowful sounds. i went out today for a breif bit. i had to much makeup on, a fabulous multicolored, striped muffler and way to tight of jeans, and some lame ass shoes...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 16:15:00 GMT |
checkmate...whats so attractive about the blues:) |
I wanted to join the circus...but i doubt they have benefits. and what if i get pregnant and need an abortion? Ill have to do it the old fashioned way with a coat hanger, and i cant say im in the moo...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 17:52:00 GMT |
night, near noahs ark |
you who sparkles like a star at my feeti fear you
Posted by on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 20:38:00 GMT |
you are every man i see... |
i could hardly speak a kind word of yearningwhen i noticed your name printed on the receiptyesterday and a year beforenor could i stop myselffrom watching you leave once again as i sit therefantasing ...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 17:41:00 GMT |
foreshadowing your loss |
madelinea watermarkin timethey will look at you toolike a stain faded with edges lingeringyour eyes like freckleson the face of the future apathetici love youuntil i forget you
Posted by on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 19:41:00 GMT |
all thats left afterwards |
i wouldnt even need to turn around, to twist, to writhe, to look, to speak, remind mewhen we lay quietlywhen others sing praise of usthat these hollow shells that mold and meltand melt and meltcan sus...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 17:28:00 GMT |
yup.... |
trying to catch a baby sparrow stuck behind richards desk, grabbing the virgin mothers breats, bozrah, caught in a rain storm, foxwoods, chester and a duck salad that looked like ass but tasted good, ...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 21:09:00 GMT |
