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Jan 05, 2006 21:32

my tongue is an oak which i must constantly bite into, leaking out the sap from its clumsy lumbering trunk until it seeps down my throat, choking me to harden itself and remaining so. all my insides are surrounded and encased unspoiled by the resin. silence is my greatest self-preservative.

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missingmypickle January 6 2006, 15:16:53 UTC
pet al there fur off crep

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missingmypickle January 6 2006, 15:40:22 UTC
This is also awesome to read after being dumbed to tears whilst scanning the clippings posted by the front office of my school. This girl Katie Evans--whom Hannah's mom (a DOCTOR) thinks has Down's syndrome--writes reviews for the paper like I do, but three of her reviews were posted up on the wall and none of mine.

Here's an exact quote from Katie's "Goblet of Fire" review.

"...but the rating has been turned up a notch in this one. This is because of the seriousness of the plot. There is more violence."

And she's supposed to be smart, which just makes this worse. I hate the Lake Charles expressions page.

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afiendishthingy January 6 2006, 17:14:41 UTC
that is really, really sad. you should put the girl in a dungeon like they did in the olden times to the mentally handicapped.

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missingmypickle January 6 2006, 18:15:03 UTC
Or the attic, like Mr. Rochester did to his wife.

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soullessfeather January 10 2006, 20:57:51 UTC
yeah, Mr. Rochester is bastard. weezer should name their next album after him cause he sucks.

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