you're alike to a perturbed meerkat anally stressed
Click to viewnyes slutfest...
"you may be a lovah but ya aint no dancer!"
aint that the truth....
annnnd some fotos from our last show @ PS14 to a bunch of goth kids that didnt like my evil band stealing their dancefloor away lol
couple vt fotos...lots more else where for next time tho
the cryin tub
wut i got kellen for xmas
me n ryan watchin' joe dirt and drinkin' bad wine
a bald eagle that i saw right in front of my grandparents place on lake champlain.. he was carrying a fuckin' duck...and then his gf came and got it from him.
I dont think that our parents are truly the reason we become and stay fucked up... it's half us too. It's gonna be your fault if you let someone else weaken you enough to never move on.
trying to be more natural in my ways
ive been nocturnal for a coons age.
drink lots of water
and when you play their game
my innards inflame
unravel unravel
outcome of my idolics
it finds me dazzled
her eyes bleed and i have cholic
i swallow more words than i do pills
envy my lethargic dolls
so the pain is never quite killed
patience for when that muse calls
she bubble bubbles
and laughs her grin
it bubble bubbles
my veins a bit
you're funny....that'll destroy you one day
recover.
nonsensical
im neither connected to my veins
my eyes are filled with the water
that is rushing through the broken windshield
my seatbelt is locked and my fingers are broken in 93 places
a sliver of glass kisses into my throat
it's a sky of pearl and blue deepness the sound of my heart depressing and air compressing-
i want to struggle but when you hurt this bad time slows itself with each jingling pulse
bells.. you hear bells
as if the bubbles were made of metal
i worry about sharks for the last 5 seconds of my life and am a defused bomb there after
it's okie bc it almost felt like a womb.
details.....miniscule
like dust particles
you "brush yo' shouldahs' off" with
wildy flying in and out of detection
I dont know where to fucking start..... hmmmm
I play with knives
for the sharp taste in my mouth
and the pierce in my eyes
.......
full of vomit
and
full of lies,
it would take someone like you forever to realize
that:
-I prefer blades that dont WOBBLE when pressed HARD
-I make myself so uncomfortable; sleeping on silk sheets of self paranoia:
treating myself as one would a rabid dog.
makes my skin crawl.
haha
...
Strangey and mangey, ankles that falter
eye infections and skin swallowed collar
pus filled heart pumped blue blood blue
it beat once in spite of you
...and I'd eat yours if you had one too
Cold cold winters
rotten pumpkin smiles
i carry a tisket and a tasket
and my kitten in a casket
for miles and miles and miles
Cry angel cry
and fall from the sky
Ill carry you too
all broken and blue
forever if I have to.
...
just to savor
like past is present
ignore the rain and lay on the lawn
where his nose went off.....
he knew he could hardly wait
death can hardly wait
when it comes
when it bounds like a dog
to lick your face.
scythe waggin' like a tail
and when you're skin and bones
you can hardly hardly hardly wait...
to make me cry.
you let me in your house with a hammer
The plague takes images that are dormant, a latent disorder,
eye hum bucket clatters poured the doll
lightning is god spelling the obvious out.
your outbreak of lucidity
it swirls around my tongue and tastes like metal and rustic watery hope
she's the only ballgown in a pile of rags that i keep in a golden bomb with a lock made of veins
pumping through despairing smiles
giving oxygen
from my own lungs making sure she doesnt drown
give her a lullabye while i cough up some blood
keep singing til she falls asleep
safe safe safe on a bed of loaded guns
and im eating a cold bowl of safety's.
today it's okie
and tomorrow ill say the same
while a noose made of hair
swings from the frame....whispers a name
but after tonite, it'll be okie.
her fear is like icecubes
on my lips
what only melts
she permits
sigh like maggots
bloated on spines
i'd eat you too
to make you mine
white and wriggling
strike of time
hustle hustle boiled with trouble
my eyes burn and my tongue bubbles
liver of a blaspheming jew
merlot sippin' tastes of rue
i got shakespeare thoughts of you
the ones of skulls and witches brew
there's a type
the type
bad streaks
wide eyed
mimickry
is hitting me
this happening another time
like i think we should hit up this devil tunnel
with a 3 mile radius for some lovesick tumble
they said a demon took a princess there to be alone
but she died in the fall and it cant be atoned.
and if i do an action figure
it's coming with a bottle
it'll be a solo series
since he really doesnt follow.
too bored of the packaging
damn near broke his teeth
another discount toy
and bargain barrel antique
....again the tragic damage when furniture attacks
it's about as far out there as thinking of ya.
the problem with lonliness is its a blood disease
similar to Polycythemia Vera,
affected individuals may experience
massive hemorraging of the heart
violent hypertension
and over production of melancholy and decibels
both can be terminal
and we are all vain with the sensation that
terminal can be tasty