June-23-09 Tuesday 12:38 pm |
this is my new routine:1. don't drink beer (very hard) / eat good / drink lots of aquafina2. catch up on sleep / sleep w/ pillow propped up so my knee gets better...when I no longer feel like a sack o...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jun 2009 11:37:00 GMT |
her temper cher |
sheep shear sheepskin off bear bear bearall or nothing on fun farmfactory categoricallove arm from above lovealarm ring ring ringsimple soup stirring ring you bell orbelt it out buskon yesterday ave. ...
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 22:45:00 GMT |
psalm of euros |
OLD AGE COME CREEPING OUT OF CAPSIZED SHIPS OR COP CARS AND CAUGHT IN SHOTS OF SAKE SMELL WELL (BUT FELL) ELLE ASKS SOBER PARENT WHERE TO PARK CURRENT CAR AT PANTY PARTY MIGHT SLIP UNFIT FEET F...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Apr 2009 00:49:00 GMT |
set list |
1. BLUE BABEhurry up and haul it away you boozed too much your blue bats done for the dayyou teased and pleased but she needs ten speeds at leastbaby ruth can home home again she cries when she does s...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 11:45:00 GMT |
jump |
'no, it's altogether foul," she sayon ledge of property. I am not one to join...firemen down below circles room of emergency trampoline"substance and sanctions..."am not refunded."birds on wires above...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 03:39:00 GMT |
pudding |
exit is slight of word systems fall up on edge reasoning suicide stamp for approval candy coat it approximately 100% authentic 60% wool don't shrink in the oven or on top of a burrito in the microwave...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 03:26:00 GMT |
flying fishes |
we had to fall why did we climb up so high after allall of our muscles were soreand we work hard for nothingnothing at allso why did you callthe words from your mouth were attached to the cordand fish...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 05:39:00 GMT |
turrets |
I let her know/
the news
the turrets have turned
and if we don't go/
today
we'll forcibly be made
so we each go our way
but we both should have stayed
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 02:45:00 GMT |
envelope |
slice slice I been cutI been brandedchrist christ nice eyes of christ christ I been cut and branded this lifeand all a my baggageand all a my languageand all a my cutsand slice and peel off a bandage ...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 10:04:00 GMT |
blood gloves |
as twin neighbourhoods expand outwards and balloon like stomachs together and a kiss and a sex of cupped broth and lick and a like of french furniture or of fumes bake buns or nipples of electric...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 02:17:00 GMT |
