una volta per la vostra madre fucking mente

rigorosente repressentando

qui vado...

scritto dell'alberino

trasportilo prego dal disillusionment

and i will destroy anyone who gets in my way

it's christmas time again, it is cold outside and i have a legitamate reason for being a shut in. tomorrow starts christmas tree season for 34 days out in the freezing fucking cold with a bunch of guidos ( Read more... )

my last night at RDF media ( Read more... )

oh so it's like that.

blah blah blah

i'm done with new york city for now but new york city isn't done with me just yet. i made it here so i can make it anywhere.

i wouldn't go so far as to say i'm better than you, but

but ( P ) Pronunciation Key (but; but when unstressed) conj. prep.

1. fuck what i just said, here's what i really mean

(what i ( Read more... )

am i hypersensitive?

the sky has turned again. you can't fight and you won't die memoryyy

it's tearing you apart you won't fight and you can't die memory

flow.

tide.

ebb.

road.

night.

sky.

sand.

home.

the fair in the park

by the sea in my heart

is never gone

"The world, the world is behind us ( Read more... )

everybody's gotta have plans she says because i can't see you smiling pumping gas

Smoke swirls around taking the place of oxygen in the beautifully dilapidated old kitchen pushing one hundred years with its high ceilings, breathing in your cigarette secretions. Sometimes ideas come slow, you tell yourself. You take a drag. You know no one will call, but you unplug the telephone. Waiting for inspiration is like waiting for Godot ( Read more... )