lord make me stone

[forested]

random weekend. nothing really happened, but things get more and more secretive, and closeted, and storm-cloud-brewing. i thought that if i (and we) could get through last year in one peice, i'd be imune to everything

Comments

[shut_youreyes]

Lets sit and have hot man servants bring us food and get fat and play video games and watch josh hartnett movies FOREVER...

[forested]

ah....YES!!! i could do that, and do it well damn it!

[iabhorwhores]

i wll not let them ruin me.

them, with their bony hands
always sterile and white
the only colour the pale blue veins
crisscrossing like highways.

they wonder why i smirk at them!
i know what they're hiding,
in their ink blots,
in their questions,
i am very clever,
i can reveal only what i want.

and i smirk, for i know
that they can never ruin me,
if i get to it first.

[forested]

word

[shaketheblues]

YEAH! When you're being destroyed, beat the motherfuckers to the punch and destroy yourself! And if that seems a little extreme, I would reccomend the Hot Man Servant route. Seems like a happy alternative, no?

[forested]

why cant i have both?!?!?!?
lol, i guess id pick the man servant one if i had to

[shaketheblues]

'cause it's sort of hard to completely destroy yourself and then demand grapes and to be fanned with palms. You would be destroyed. And that is the opposite of destruction. Destruction AND reveling in man servants?! Just you try to solve THAT inequality, biatch.

[forested]

so soon, like BAM! soon

[ermine_cringer]

Can I be one of those two sided spies? I feel like being a bad guy.