sunshine in the way

[heroinpudding]

My notebook opened to my Life Is poem, my little bird is talking to her father on his birthday, like Carol's and Lisa's too, The kids here sing caberet on the veranda and make one pound cigarettes and oh so many tons of food, Which type of van is the Scooby Do mobile? Russian Water and Bowls and Polish bottles of Natural Spring Water [From Maine

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[femmephoenix]

my darling, that was absolutely AMAZING. the epitome of simon's rock in three paragraphs and a solitary sentence.

oh yeah - and the ridiculous level to which you were toasted made life worthwhile for me. go figure. oh well, i go to simons rock kiddie college. of course i have a skewed sense of reality/values.

libby loves her tory!

[alost]

well at least we're only mad.

i would hate to be insane or something.

you wrote about it, like you said.

it's good.

good morning.

well arent we so beautiful this morning?

[anonymous]

well well well, darts in the walls with a caffine overdose does you well in for an informal visit to the institution today my love. siberia sounding like the vacation spot of you roomate when asked where she'd want to go, but the broken doll just stared up and calmly asked you to die today. too bad we dont remember these little infidelities that we were oh-so fond of, but the white walls get better with a sinicle witch laughing at the passing strangers with blue hair and procrastination painted on her forehead. dont fall to far to reach these happy endings that you need, no, long to plug ina socket to watch the sparks splinter the spiders creaping with venom lips to your early sleaping roomate. this is your past lover, doll face, with a cynical heart that you can't seem to forget her words, but hell, isnt taht what your first roommates for now love? too long, oh too long for us to play this game of insulation and petty kills when murder is on the mind, day in, night out, time to through the night a curve ball, show them who owns