if the trees were stars, this is what they'd be going for.

Jul 21, 2006 01:42

because of toleration.
because of exploration.
because of too much intonation,
this is what I know.

In the day, you and the others are around. kickin' it. trickin' it.

what am I even talking about?

who fuckin' knows.

right now, as I type, my brother and sister and that fucking retard from grade school are on my porch talking about god knows what and thinking about too much more. So, naturally, when I walked up the house, I tried to limit conversation ... mainly because the retard's a bitch, my sister's a bitch, I'm a bitch, and this mosquito beside my computer that I can't stand was calling my name so loudly at the time that there was no way I could've ignored it without being rude. So, naturally, I came inside, called by the mosquito, but went sraight to the kitchen to fix myself a god damn peanut-butter-and-butter english muffin. God Damn. So, then, this asshole walks up to me and is all "hey, fucker, I'll take you for all you've got!" - but, seriously, I was in my kitchen at the time, and all I wanted was a God Damn peanut-butter-and-butter english-fucking-muffin, so I didn't wanna fight some dumb dick-wad who just wanted everything I had. So, naturally, I say to the fucker, "Hey. FUCKER. Why don't you take your stupid face, and your stupid ass downtown and rub it all over stuff instead of being an ass-hole!".

...and he did.

The End.
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