wut?

[_beer_]

The laughs turned to cries of mercy with the moon light's deceit. And the children ran out from the woods with stories of rape and escape and fast cars with loud engines exploding from their throat. This night was longed for, waited for, prayed for by the people of the town whose bright lights shined down on the empty sidewalks and deserted play

Comments

[ultra_hipster]

i really wanted to talk to you last night for some weird reason. but it was like 1:30am and i felt bad calling your house...

Young Lions Conspiracy

[kidradical]

sounds like something Tim Kerr would say

[itzybitzyfitzy]

i love you. feel better hunny

[katnotcat]

i liked it.

get well seth

[molotov_brigade]

"HE LISTENS TO THE FUCKING SMITHS
HE'S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS A TRENCHCOAT
HE'S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS BLACK TIGHTS
HE WRITES POETRY
HE WEARS BLACK LIPSTICK
UNDER HIS MUSTACHE

HE'S GOT A ROLLERCOASTER HAIRCUT
HE DYES IT JET BLACK
WHEN HIS HAIR IS REALLY BROWN
JUST LIKE HIS MUSTACHE
HE WANTS TO BE ROBERT SMITH
BUT WITH A MUSTACHE
HE'S A FUCKING ART FAG
HE'S GOT A MUSTACHE"