paradoxical sleep during which we are
emancipated from the earthly
revelations that intimidate our
frail hearts into longing for an
escape into the
chariot of oblivion, freeing existance from
thought, time, and logic.

freedom flesh feeling frailty

Ditty of First Desire ( Read more... )

we are vain and we are blind

Boredoms in the bathroom shaking out the goose meat
Sally's in stirrups slitting her throat for me
And nobody nowhere understands anything
About me and all my dreams
tossed debris

No matter what i do
i cant get to you
so fake it

Ill be your bumble bean
Ill be your lunar screen

make me more like you
calm you down, rudy, sometimes you gotta sleep

where are all the postages?? no one has anything to say? no one is thinking?

damnit im online and i have nothing cool to read.

guess ill go back to doing mindless homework.

something has got to give.

that fucking fat tick ( Read more... )

im on my lunch break now. metalsmithing sucks ass. im making 3 forms that resemble breasts to hang on my wall. i hope they come out okay. something needs to come out okay by the end of the year or this class will have been a complete waste ( Read more... )

bought some shelves and reorganized the room a bit to try and fit in the chunky recliner rob brought from his house. it kinda worked. i think ill never have enough places to put all the things i have. but i like it. our room has become a very relaxing and comfortable place ( Read more... )

i want to have contro.le ( Read more... )