shop till you drop
a series of whatnots i found somewhere a long time ago.
COMPANION
-whisper one more time the way you feel
i watch you
i love you
i want you to change my diapers
I need YOU
unconditional love is what i know
i hope you aren't a ho
you awaken, and i cringe with each sound sputtered, each whiff of your breath
but what is a cringe?
affection will gush in that direction---over and over like white ink
why would i die for you?
i can't begin to describe the feeling....
define love for me
take a knee
FIRST TIME, "watcha gunna do".......
-when i'm with you, i don't even wanna talk. i know that its you.
I know that forever is time enough to learn your you
you you you!
i want to sit there and listen to you talk, watch the way your mouth moves when it
talks talk. sit intrigued by how you
remind me of someone who i think is a great person.....bringing me seemingly closer
to you.
i feel like i can't even give my full attention to you at times, it flees me like a
fiber fuled raceway le'intestin
I am overwhelmed by the sight of you, my thoughts race. I feel vegetable
like...beets? earth embrace my loins. loins embrace my girth.
the sound of your voice
takes me further. Confusion with clarity. i find it hard to stay in the
conversation, it's not my fault! it's yours!
you stinky bitch
"i luuvvv heeeem"........
NOW
-gnarred with! left out! shat upon! i hate this, why would i even begin to deal with
this? I want to throw it in the
fucking river where it belongs! float down, and down like a dung log colon void.....far away
from me and mine!
soothe sayer? future teller? claire-fucking-voyance?
NO...NO...NO!!! don't leap into a bottomless pit, even if everyone else in the world
is doing it. cliche? maybe. i state
what most are ignorant of. i poo w/ insignificant love.
I know better, I know why, and why not.
ME? ,not better than you. I fall short. I shit-ass my way thru each day and am not
proud of it....
Life is a love-hate relationship! no shit cockSUCKER!
we hate? we love? we whut?
i like pot roast.
C'EST TEN
-I wonder when....I think why am i even waiting with anticipation. "shit happens"!!
"OH well." "this will make you feel better."
"don't worry about it." FUCK OFF! "bob stole his car"
I want to know who rears their ugly heads......is it the mothers fault, the
fathers, or maybe the nanny? Society? what is
right? conform to what, the non-conformists? fuck legal sized paper! fuck no. 2
pencils! fuck automatic staplers!
When shat upon, the shitee tends to crawl back to the shitter once he/she is done.
for some wack fetish? maybe......but to live
life in such a way can be only what comes from a fecal mouth hole of fickle fried funk....UNHEALTHY!!!!
She walks by, he follows w/out remorse....that malicious malicious fucker, she says no, no means yes
battle...battle...battle.....who wins this war?
Game? YES!
why? you tell me.
BEFORE & AFTER
-if u make it to the after, not life; but post whuresville....overwhelming grief you
can be sure of. your main pounder saturated with unwanted
emotion! it's like an incurable virus, a cancer most certainly, doing away with your
livelyhood. piercing your heart time and
time again with each membrance, each whiff of a familiar smell. I've been here
before, i drive by this place every day
and it's different now. No her,... no her and me. left alone to trek by these all
too familiar things, faster, maybe that
will help. not likely. once a rose along my road was beutiful, like her it has
lost all smelly smell. now it stinks like rat's butt shits.
although one rose down, you cannot hate them all for what they have done. One who
blankets is one without integrity. If he
lives his life according to this woven way....GUilty..Guilty....guilty of the worst
crime....holocausts are spawned from this idiocy. the female is sacred, give it up yo.
FLEXIBLE
-We were tentative about it. no exact day, no exact time. She was in agreement
though! I did not hear her wrong. the plan was
for something that i really was excited about. i skipped out on some outanowhere random happenings of
the same nature, i did not want to do that, not if i was
going to be with her soon. Why would i spoil it like that.
No word. for days i am left alone, once again, to sit and dwell. To be pelted
with an onslought of fucked up thought and emotion
one after the other. she is insensitive to my feelings, bringing me to a conclusion that i'd rather not be aware of. She is not the one.
she is only an immitation. a decoy?. A great one at that! "fool"! That's me! I
know this, I am willing.....I am forgiving! what is she? "what has she
ever done that's so great"? To go back and do it over again....would i skip out on
other offers? Yes, of course. I want nothing to
change except for her. I would not choose differently if this were a choose your own adventure book. I am
consistent, at least i try to be. Every action, every
word is thought about, gone over and over. I do fall short, more than i'd like. I can't change
anyone or anything, we all decide who we're gonna be, how we affect others, and who we gonna hurt.
ALMOST
-it's almost gone now........what in the fuck is she thinking? she can't be as smart
as i once thought. Without me she is losing, losing
years of good times. Laughter, screams, tears, poundage, and best of all
friendship. these things will never be. Lost forever, never
to be given another chance. Move on to the next asshole, and pass the best choice
by. Smart!
i felt intimidated by her, because of the size
of her noodle. Once again, I am better off!.!.! Half hearted cliche encouragement is
what i reject. One must know oneself. person b cannot
tell person a that he will be ok. person a needs to know and realize on his
own....have confidence enough to get through these waning
times.
THE WAY
-you make my heart ache for a love letter. one that comes straight from your
(win)breaster 357. don't leave me, don't tease me.
i want it to pierce my livelyhood but not like prince albert. smith and breaston
smack
crack
wiggity wack
Author of series - anonymous
COMPANION
-whisper one more time the way you feel
i watch you
i love you
i want you to change my diapers
I need YOU
unconditional love is what i know
i hope you aren't a ho
you awaken, and i cringe with each sound sputtered, each whiff of your breath
but what is a cringe?
affection will gush in that direction---over and over like white ink
why would i die for you?
i can't begin to describe the feeling....
define love for me
take a knee
FIRST TIME, "watcha gunna do".......
-when i'm with you, i don't even wanna talk. i know that its you.
I know that forever is time enough to learn your you
you you you!
i want to sit there and listen to you talk, watch the way your mouth moves when it
talks talk. sit intrigued by how you
remind me of someone who i think is a great person.....bringing me seemingly closer
to you.
i feel like i can't even give my full attention to you at times, it flees me like a
fiber fuled raceway le'intestin
I am overwhelmed by the sight of you, my thoughts race. I feel vegetable
like...beets? earth embrace my loins. loins embrace my girth.
the sound of your voice
takes me further. Confusion with clarity. i find it hard to stay in the
conversation, it's not my fault! it's yours!
you stinky bitch
"i luuvvv heeeem"........
NOW
-gnarred with! left out! shat upon! i hate this, why would i even begin to deal with
this? I want to throw it in the
fucking river where it belongs! float down, and down like a dung log colon void.....far away
from me and mine!
soothe sayer? future teller? claire-fucking-voyance?
NO...NO...NO!!! don't leap into a bottomless pit, even if everyone else in the world
is doing it. cliche? maybe. i state
what most are ignorant of. i poo w/ insignificant love.
I know better, I know why, and why not.
ME? ,not better than you. I fall short. I shit-ass my way thru each day and am not
proud of it....
Life is a love-hate relationship! no shit cockSUCKER!
we hate? we love? we whut?
i like pot roast.
C'EST TEN
-I wonder when....I think why am i even waiting with anticipation. "shit happens"!!
"OH well." "this will make you feel better."
"don't worry about it." FUCK OFF! "bob stole his car"
I want to know who rears their ugly heads......is it the mothers fault, the
fathers, or maybe the nanny? Society? what is
right? conform to what, the non-conformists? fuck legal sized paper! fuck no. 2
pencils! fuck automatic staplers!
When shat upon, the shitee tends to crawl back to the shitter once he/she is done.
for some wack fetish? maybe......but to live
life in such a way can be only what comes from a fecal mouth hole of fickle fried funk....UNHEALTHY!!!!
She walks by, he follows w/out remorse....that malicious malicious fucker, she says no, no means yes
battle...battle...battle.....who wins this war?
Game? YES!
why? you tell me.
BEFORE & AFTER
-if u make it to the after, not life; but post whuresville....overwhelming grief you
can be sure of. your main pounder saturated with unwanted
emotion! it's like an incurable virus, a cancer most certainly, doing away with your
livelyhood. piercing your heart time and
time again with each membrance, each whiff of a familiar smell. I've been here
before, i drive by this place every day
and it's different now. No her,... no her and me. left alone to trek by these all
too familiar things, faster, maybe that
will help. not likely. once a rose along my road was beutiful, like her it has
lost all smelly smell. now it stinks like rat's butt shits.
although one rose down, you cannot hate them all for what they have done. One who
blankets is one without integrity. If he
lives his life according to this woven way....GUilty..Guilty....guilty of the worst
crime....holocausts are spawned from this idiocy. the female is sacred, give it up yo.
FLEXIBLE
-We were tentative about it. no exact day, no exact time. She was in agreement
though! I did not hear her wrong. the plan was
for something that i really was excited about. i skipped out on some outanowhere random happenings of
the same nature, i did not want to do that, not if i was
going to be with her soon. Why would i spoil it like that.
No word. for days i am left alone, once again, to sit and dwell. To be pelted
with an onslought of fucked up thought and emotion
one after the other. she is insensitive to my feelings, bringing me to a conclusion that i'd rather not be aware of. She is not the one.
she is only an immitation. a decoy?. A great one at that! "fool"! That's me! I
know this, I am willing.....I am forgiving! what is she? "what has she
ever done that's so great"? To go back and do it over again....would i skip out on
other offers? Yes, of course. I want nothing to
change except for her. I would not choose differently if this were a choose your own adventure book. I am
consistent, at least i try to be. Every action, every
word is thought about, gone over and over. I do fall short, more than i'd like. I can't change
anyone or anything, we all decide who we're gonna be, how we affect others, and who we gonna hurt.
ALMOST
-it's almost gone now........what in the fuck is she thinking? she can't be as smart
as i once thought. Without me she is losing, losing
years of good times. Laughter, screams, tears, poundage, and best of all
friendship. these things will never be. Lost forever, never
to be given another chance. Move on to the next asshole, and pass the best choice
by. Smart!
i felt intimidated by her, because of the size
of her noodle. Once again, I am better off!.!.! Half hearted cliche encouragement is
what i reject. One must know oneself. person b cannot
tell person a that he will be ok. person a needs to know and realize on his
own....have confidence enough to get through these waning
times.
THE WAY
-you make my heart ache for a love letter. one that comes straight from your
(win)breaster 357. don't leave me, don't tease me.
i want it to pierce my livelyhood but not like prince albert. smith and breaston
smack
crack
wiggity wack
Author of series - anonymous