I haven't really been doing much lately. I haven't been crafty, using my wit in the strangest situations, caring for my needs, striving after my wants. I've been stale like a peice of bread thats plain in taste and has to be eaten with a garnish ( Read more... )

In a faraway land,

Well, not really,

In Ireland,

Was a man of a choppy can,

By that I mean, his mouth really ran,

All the time, he narrates his every move,

And in the end, really, did he have anything to prove?

He was a minister of his red-head clan,

But poor dear, his mouth was too much to bear,

That his pupils decided to put up a ban

So that his mouth had ( Read more... )

Thomas is in the East Coast doing who-knows-what. He was always up to something. I mean, last month for example, he decided to sell his car out of the blue. It was a nice Chevy pick-up, and with the money, he bought a cheap Honda Rebel and a thick leather jacket. The rest of the money, about a couple grand left, was used to travel across the U.S.A ( Read more... )

"I Am A Bitch."

In a bar looking like a lonely dame,

Men try play a game,

After I tell them prefer a sensual, special,  and feminine touch.

“hey, that’s easy, I can show you my manly way.”

Hey, did I tell you I want to know your way?

Nuh-uh!

You and your hickory get out of my dock!

I find that I like pussy, whether you get some or not.

I like it wet, I like ( Read more... )

There's a certain stillness and a pinch of death in the dead of the night before the lamppost burns out. Its before 3 o clock in the morning and hard-boiled men are still drinking their booze. Its after the mother goes to sleep, her hands sore from sewing all day, and raw from brushing hide in lard. Its a stillness that's so peaceful, its death, I ( Read more... )

I really want to try this. I mean, I come up with the lamest jokes but that can be my theme. People would have to attend drunk, though, to get a good laugh at me. Probably an inquired taste. I'm funny, goddamn it.

Thats why they have it on Mondays. People get those case of the Mondays, and eat pizza and hear jokes. Makes the world a better place.


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If I saved all of my detention receipts from middle school and high school, I would have made a BOMB collage with that. I love making collages; it was always my thing growing up. Too bad I threw a lot of them away!

There's nothing in life that you can control, but your own reactions ( Read more... )

I'm 6 foot 2 but you can make me feel like a little girl out in the middle of nowhere, with a lollipop in hand and cotton candy in her hair. A fool, I must say and all I did was say was "where is the nearest road? I need to get home." I was pointed in the opposite direction, and pretty soon I was among a mirage of candles that never seem to burn ( Read more... )

I never felt so alive being in a hobo band for a short amount of time.

Walker, he's from NY. With not much to offer, he offered his time with me.

He was the purest person I've ever met, filled with kindness and compassion.

I swear it was one of the best times of my life.


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