isn't african a race?

-my mother

uhhhhhh

well. it's very early morning, sunday. i've been packing, and i'm aaallmost done with that, and i was just enjoying a yummy last cigarette and a yummy donut, thank you rachel ( Read more... )

this matter ( Read more... )

wet grass under my feet is all i can remember
ceilings never change, have you noticed? and everything scratches and bumps about underneath and they stare down
too many thoughts and not enough time to think them is driving me crazy
i'll have a large vodka please

i've been trying so hard and spending so much of my time and energy on working ( Read more... )

I been pussy fucked; I been ass fucked; I been titty fucked--and that was fun--but there ain't no love like the love of Jesus.

one more month.
?!

the rain is wonderful. not the rain itself but its buddies. Thunder like big monster trucks plowing the clouds to bits, and the occasional flashes from god's gigantic digital camera ( Read more... )

these urban outfitters bags say "think rich, look poor."
they have andy warhol designs on them.
at least they're being honest?