A CONTRACEPTIVE BIRTHDAY PONY HAS BEEN LAID UPON A STERILIZED STAINLESS STEEL TABLE TO AWAIT IT'S DEATH.

BUT NOT BEFORE THE ASHES FROM SUNSHINE CAN BE SWEPT AWAY FROM UNDERNEATH THE TABLE.

have you ever caught someone about to sneeze?

what does their face look like?

yes this was neccessary.

im sitting on a personal refrigerator in french class watching everyone take the final and typing this. it's kinda funny, actually. in a sense, i control my teacher. i have a 28% in here. but i will have a C when i leave today. :D. but my teacher is tight as fuck ( Read more... )

"Telepathic Apathy (or something like that)"

I've been wondering around, making movies inside my head.
But i can't seem to get the ideas down anywhere.
There is no safe canvas.
Even the Mona Lisa's smile will eventually disappear.
So what am i to do with these swirling entities?
Am i to expose them to the world and let the 
light, air, and human race ( Read more... )

today was almost as easy as yesterday. in english we started this outline for an essay that we have to write tomorrow in class about the American Dream........ whatever that is. we have to base it on three pieces that we have read this semester. i hate writing essays. i suck at it. Chemistry was chill. we did this review worksheet that i tried ( Read more... )

i pledge to write in this almost everyday over the summer.

"iaabtbbioibaabiybaaefaa is an acronym for this poem"

I have noticed that life is an acronym.
And I did notice the time you said that life is not an acronym.
And I am noticing that life may not be an acronym.
But I will always notice that life is an acronym.

The concrete is still warm from yesterday's Sun.
But you have not. will not. and never will ( Read more... )

"No Name # 3.14"

When will the two white silos fill with black smoke?

Will it be once we have forgotten our future; 
An episode of clairvoyance so deep it leaves paper cuts on our fingers?

Or until human voices wake us, and we drown.

-Matthew Fontilla

"Untitled"From a high hill overlooking the valley ( Read more... )

"A Radiance of Conformity"

The Sun always appears to be highly impressionable around eleven o'clock. It conforms to any movement made under it's vast shadow of light. If the Sun could talk, I wonder if it would say this: "I am the Sun. I wash over you a bath of radiant warmth that can cause cancer." That is what I would say if I was the Sun.

today i got my permit. finally. haha ( Read more... )