The hit was planned with ruthless precision. The snitch would be leaving the Easter service Sunday afternoon, and would walk ahead of his family to bring around the car for them; it was the same routine every year. Cain wasn’t born into the mob, and neither was his driver, Tessa... but they didn’t mind the mob's dirty money; when a job like this ( Read more... )

A delicious young lady expressed in my public speaking course today that human existence consists of suicide, homicide, matricide, patricide, etc ( Read more... )

today is the new year! demand who I shall be!

I have the same password here at LJ as I do on facebook, on myspace..... the same equate to shit ( Read more... )

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I don't cry because I can't,
and I write poetry because I can.

The bells ring,
noone answers...

fuck you
I'm going to church.

so it comes down to this ( Read more... )

OMG (pronounce Oh-Em-Gee ( Read more... )

I'm so not gay
yet here I sit
with a pomegranate martini
at 6:30AM
sucking my own dick
at 6:30AM

I wish I had a clit
and I could rub it
and make a wish
and be a princess

but
I'm so not gay
and this fucking martini
at 6:30AM
has got to go.

I went somewhere once;
it was the belly of a whale
and there I found that
Peace
rests within Chaos.

and I ate it
whole
and without remorse
and told the ferryman
to bring me more

but not enough
to choke
or starve
me.