seventeen

[starstruckstray]

What wretched fuckery seizes my pen?

O cursed, cursed brothel, savaging both sanity and dignity with all the glee of an addled vagrant, his pox-ridden, syphilitic mind incapable of the intelligence granted to the most lowly mound of excrement, drying and cracking beneath the harsh, unrelenting light of the sun.

[A pause, as he tries his damnedest

Comments

Crying here

[snowburned]

That's actually sort of poetic until you think about what the words mean.

<3 And I can't keep this up, I know it. XD

[starstruckstray]

I stand by my words. They are eminently suited to the cesspool which swirls verily and yea, shittily, day by accursed day.

But you do it so well

[snowburned]

I can't disagree with them. I'm not sure why I'm not affected, but I'm grateful for it.

If you want to vent some aggression, we could always spar.

It's haaaaard. *whines* XDDD

[starstruckstray]

Any pursuit which pries me from this journal would be sorely welcomed.

Anything worth doing is, bb

[snowburned]

I know you have to write like this if you write...but do you have to write, if it's so irritating?

Good then. I think I learned a few things while I was up in the tree. You'll be surprised.