I am listening to The Black South and old woman with no teeth. Oh, the memories. I need to do owwnt again ( Read more... )

So I bes chillin' in my bed yesterday, and the doorbell rings ( Read more... )

It's on the teev right now ( Read more... )

I called a lionfish a scorpionfish. I could've touched it had I a deathwish, but Bronson is no friend of mine. Sunburn, sunburn, quema del sol. I did not try the six dollar filet mignon. I saw a family of cuttlefish and swam above them ( Read more... )

My summer vacations they were kinda a cool but sometimes it was boring. Cause just staying in home it piss me off so I didn't like staying at home. Okay something cool I did was that I went to a water park, but it was a little bit though cause a punk on the water park didn't want us to pass by but we did pass. I also went with a cousin and he ( Read more... )

I wrote this a week ago and then I shot your mama down ( Read more... )

New Nine Inch Nails is pretty crappy so far. Here is a concept EP. Songs divided by whatever marks I decide to use. I wrote the majority of it. Guess what the fuck it's about and shit ( Read more... )

This town is changing. Its growth is becoming more and more retarded by a stagnant creator. Citizens, listen to me! Turn off your experience! Shut off your history! Break all your Wise Parts! But, most importantly, become corrupted by these thoughts! Exciting? Hardly. That is a problem for me to figure out by myself ( Read more... )

Allow me to convey myself appropriately at this exact cross-section of Time and Space: I am putting on my Rape Face and exploring a region of the soul I often retreat to but have never...explored. This Rape Face sucks just a little bit when you're 35. Ahem, excuse me. I woke up buzzing and flailing in my own rotten smegma. My legs are sparsely ( Read more... )

I hate smug, self-important people who think they're smart or funny. That means you, population of Earth. Whine whine whine. Angst whine gag. Puke puke vomit. I stopped breathing before I even began. Uh oh. Spaghetti. Chocolate monsters in ravioli pants. Couch lamp. Television. Blue chair. Curly hair. Doctor Mengele sold me a solid- ( Read more... )