freesia |
girls that wear their necklaces long;and walk in the shade with their skin so fair you can see their feelings underneath.summer means the air smells like flowers and you can feel the warm pass your s...
Posted by sleepingbags on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 11:30:00 PST |
kurt |
kurt vonnegut died today.that blows.alot.rip brutha
Posted by sleepingbags on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 07:11:00 PST |
breakfast |
youll be tired again little bird, you will.serious and more seriously so are nigthtimes far from home, but close to hearts and thing of that pleasant and comfortable nature.effete and clumsy from too ...
Posted by sleepingbags on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 11:31:00 PST |
vest |
their virtu.our febrile days and night times.we are working for the same missionless gears, their leverage. our purposful strain.we wont be singing with these sick nervous stomachs....
Posted by sleepingbags on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 08:59:00 PST |
they're all weekdays |
my life consists of:workgin and tonicloud musicquestionable dance movesnew zealanderss & a's male stripper friends1/2 pills1 white knitted hat1 jean jacketlack of shut eyeand the most recent addition,...
Posted by sleepingbags on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 03:00:00 PST |
the flowers |
vapid years and vapid days, today i make a proclimation, it is that i will do what i say.also it is official regina spektor girl music day. i decided.im moving my laziness downtown towards the lights ...
Posted by sleepingbags on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 02:49:00 PST |
-25 |
" oh inclement and arduous daycold and slow colder and louderthe travail of our fathers and of our fathers fathers will be met with stubborn and pampered new workersoh inclement and arduous day"its wa...
Posted by sleepingbags on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 10:03:00 PST |
sleep day was a failure |
a natural proclivity for accumulationmy shift and spoken word are tiredwe will all be greatfight.up stairs over stairs under stairs. understate and recognize yourself in the puddles your warm hands ma...
Posted by sleepingbags on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 10:28:00 PST |
tuesday |
movements that are tactless and gauche sensibilitieswe are talltalldont say it. i swear, it wont make it any less
Posted by sleepingbags on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 09:31:00 PST |
waitwednssday |
writing these days is like pulling hypethetical teeth from a hypethetical giant and failing. as is painting and smiling. i love baby and shaina and my little solar and all the snow and my lumberjack c...
Posted by sleepingbags on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 08:22:00 PST |
