i'm starting to like updateing this... especially late at night, when i no longer believe that anyone reads this retarded thing at ALL
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I still read this. And yes, I know what you're talking about in regards to poetry. I myself refuse to call my poetry "poetry", because calling it so seems to add yet another dimension of pretense. Like, "I'm so deep, I write stupid shit in wierd formats with limited punctuation and grammatical formality".
And that's why I flooded the earth in the first place.
Well... the other night at around three I was going to comment to illustrate the hours in which I do read these things- but it looks like god of all things beat me to actually doing it. Bastard! *shakes fist*
And... to risk sounding as soft and over-reacting as the female I biologically am, and also risking sounding cliched...but it has to be said that you're definitely *not* a waste of consciousness and physical matter. If high school teaches you anything at all, it's how to smell those particular entities a mile off. You, my friend, are clear of such stench... but *fuck* my high school damn well *stank*. o_o
i do read this, suprising as it seems it would seem. i wonder if anything/everthing i will say will be relevant/meaningful at all, or even recent enough that it's pointful, but what constitutes a non-wasteful conciousness/physical matter thing?
Giant hugs for you my friend. It not be franklins which be a harsh mistress, it be you beating yourself up. Your poetry is awesome, scary and such also. *pets your head* You shouldnt hate yourself, because of your sheer awesome-ness, you are so talented in many things.. you should be happy, but you're not and I sympathesise because I care for your wellbeing and comprehend where you are at because I am there too. I will always listen my friend because your company makes my life less evil, and you are fucking brilliant so nerr. Thanks for being there on the weekend I am ever in your debt. -Bosley
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And that's why I flooded the earth in the first place.
Love, God.
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i am your accuser. (satan in spanish means gods accuser)
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And... to risk sounding as soft and over-reacting as the female I biologically am, and also risking sounding cliched...but it has to be said that you're definitely *not* a waste of consciousness and physical matter. If high school teaches you anything at all, it's how to smell those particular entities a mile off. You, my friend, are clear of such stench... but *fuck* my high school damn well *stank*. o_o
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What are you accusing me of, anyway?
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Thanks for being there on the weekend I am ever in your debt.
-Bosley
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