my dream |
i was dreaming. he squeezed my ribs like lemons. and told me he wanted to be the only reason i breathed. then he cut off a chunk of his thigh, more like a block. bone and all. and i, scrambling to sti...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 11:44:00 GMT |
like playing chess for body parts. |
so here it goes. all of it. movie quality. atypical. but not a teen. what am i striving towards? something grungey and dirty in high fashion, knowing the world is as scared of me as i am.mixing the sc...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jun 2009 22:10:00 GMT |
eschatology and silverfish [my mind] |
i imagine what the clicks must really look like. tuesday morning. 4:38am. massive mechanical click, metal on cogwheel. rust is so cliche. it makes my head hurt. what does it look like in there?...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 11:20:00 GMT |
welcome to the creepshow |
alright lets talk about stuck up bitches. something doesnt go their way they screw their faces up like pigs in heat. you cant change me, stick your nose up in the air so high no wonder your snout show...
Posted by on Tue, 05 May 2009 13:26:00 GMT |
where is my mind? |
i see him like i see snow. medical white and only my eyes are cold. this all slowly spells danger with dependency. he isnt a drug, hes the doctor that never lies. and i just cant believe in guidelines...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Apr 2009 23:46:00 GMT |
in between things.. |
thou it may sound absurd i want to be a wreck for you.and if i wasnt a car crash in fake eyelashes what would i be. this pre-planning life beginning shit has to stop, i'm not sure i know how to not be...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 21:56:00 GMT |
eleven 38 pm |
fukkk.i dont write as much. i guess it has something to do with my lifestyle. [flashback to my days off drinking pbr in graveyards- is my life ever sane?] will i ever learn more than four strings on t...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Mar 2009 20:38:00 GMT |
[in progress-] |
i'm watching these mutts fight over my crumbs let them kiss and cut out their tonguesmorpine my ass with syringe shotgunsmile as i melt and their lips feel numbyour my lil psychoscum love hate love ha...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Jan 2009 15:59:00 GMT |
we are all pigs, pregnant with rodents |
the size of point A to point destruction. all my walls turn white tomorrow. and then i cant measure how many months its been. the old famaliar scratch. i gave my gimp girl hair, ,red like rust.[a fe...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:43:00 GMT |
your valen[swine] |
not a heartbeat. its too fast. silence it all. listen to the low hum, the steady drone that excites every neurotransmitter, every nerve ending enlightened. then the flashes occur. the beat much, ,much...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Dec 2008 00:39:00 GMT |
