A little boy has finally been reconected to his computer and thusly the world and all its' tornado turbulence, caribou can-openers and blue-plate-special-education-student-driver-and-putter-and-wedges. This past stretch of a week and a day has been invigoratingly intense. If emotional shifts be syrup...then I be some motherfuckin hotcakes. Firsts ( Read more... )

And have I always had a crush on you ( Read more... )

"I want a breast with a nipple, and vase filled with days-ease"

I miss Terin.

And I was never heard from again ( Read more... )

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I wish that I could think...

Hard enough that i could grow me some feathers.
(andwings)

And that I still had my lips...

Because beaks aren't meant for kissing.

Flash! Bang! Zipeeeeeow!

Is that thing your dick?

It must be 13 inches!

Woah!

Damn!

WOAHDAMN!

I thought you was a virgin
Searchin'
For the thing that was gonna
Purge-ya soul
So low does his voice go
and mine is high like
Twinkle-twinkle
And all that jive
It used to feel good to be alive
And now?

And now.

and now.

'n' 'o'.

Fuhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Rowwwwww
Zen

Tundra

Das how I 'member yer heart,
Babygrrrl

Icy like
Ice

brrrrr

My fingers don't like
Pushin' and proddin' 'round
There

they getsa shiver
and a shake

I never did kill no negros ( Read more... )