It’s election night. Woof. Hmmm, we’ll see. A statement that used to be so fun and happy is now so sad and angering ( Read more... )

It’s hard for me to update you when things change day to day. It’s hard for me to know how I’m feeling minute to minute. If you bet on “bad” you’ll probably get some kind of pay out ( Read more... )

The kind of summer sleeping where you’re sprawled out naked, spread ass, or maybe eagle, on a hot, cotton sheeted mattress while a fan blows on your butthole, and every window and sliding glass door in the house is wide open without a worry in the world. But you’re still sweating right through the sheets. That’s not a scene they’ll know anymore ( Read more... )

Right now. In this very moment. I’m good. Everything is balanced, feelings feel happy, trust feels like it’s there, happiness is the setting the robot butler’s dial is turned to. My problem is that I let the little dark men in, and they start squeezing into cracks and stretching themselves bigger and bigger until the glass looks like a spider web. ( Read more... )

This thing happened last night where I think I saw deeper into the machinery. It was like I could see and feel and FEEL vibes. And if they were blue I could ride the wave, but when they went black I was knocked off my board. And the grays. The grays might be the worst part. It’s like, imagine a mechanical cylinder. And maybe there’s something like ( Read more... )

If you lose your way, Artistic Hartz will do the trick ( Read more... )

You know how sometimes you’re like, “that person’s a little out of my league, but maybe I’ll give it a go and see what happens!”? And then sometimes you’re like, “that person is way out of my league, I won’t even waste my time trying.” And then sometimes, not very often, but once or twice in your life you’re like “that person is LITERALLY Mr. Kauai ( Read more... )

I just ate dat ass like there’s no god damn tomorrow ( Read more... )

He went up to the moon to see what he could find in that garden of delight. And then he went to see the dentist ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel like I can see past the clock face, into all the inner workings. The tiny little gears and cogs that make everything operate. And I feel like with a pair of astral tweezers I can go in and make little changes, clean the dust and fuzz out that’s clogging up the works, make the machine run smoother. Like going back and making a tweak ( Read more... )