hey pretty lady
why you uh lookin so a sad
why don't you go sit on the toilet for half an hour and writhe in pain
the spitting splatter of a stomach's contents
like sunburst in the bowl
with points of brown

insipiration for a mask
in the pot and period pains

here's a couple advil and a hash spliff
in ain't blunt
get to class

Uncle Charles is asking Coach White to ask the Dean of Athletic Affairs whether the weather over scores would be as heavy if I were, say, a revenue-raising football prodigy. The familiar panic at feeling misperceived is rising, and my chest bumps and thuds. I expend energy on remaining utterly silent in my chair, empty, my eyes two great pale ( Read more... )

IF WE EVER KICK IN IT THE SAME MACHINE IM GONNA LICK YOU BABY
JOINT TO JOINT NOTHIN COMES 4 FREE

BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS HOME???!!!

yo ho hello y'all slices of home ( Read more... )

goodbye

everything's up in the air!

1/honesty means drilling honesty is work
1/people are mirrors ie you project yourself onto everything
1/there\re answers in the fear

also: this diary\s dying

confutido

SPRING BREAK TWO THOUSAND NINE

BITCHES