you know those friends you have because they're beautiful or popular or you met them at a party fucked up and feel bad cause why couldn't you have been sober at 6 pm, too ( Read more... )

the less i want to be understood the less good.

i can't illustrate why just yet.

my life isn't so fucking big. i dream of a world without me everyday.
i'm gone frome here violently, constantly.
here's the way to stop thinking about it all the time.
here's the way
here's the way

walter and i slept in a tent in his back yard last night. it was quite a thing to wake up under blue sky in south florida without a billion mosquito bites--some in places you didn't know a needle nose could get to ( Read more... )

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the woods are lovely, dark and deep
but i have promises to keep
and miles to go before i sleep
and miles to go before i sleep

i'm trying to cut you out of pictures but it's hard, because your cheek was so close to mine.

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whoa. whoa. whoa. wait a minute. you mean to tell me that you, the COCK that lives next door, are okay with making this impression on me, ME your scary, black, pre-menstrual neighbor?!? you mean to tell me you had to bang that woman all night...encouraging her to MOAN all the livelong night...from 2 am to 5 am, with a revival at 7 am? You didn't ( Read more... )

Weeks are funny. they pass now without my consent-- without my knowledge of what day it is, but with so much friction it's a wonder they don't catch fire. fo-serious ( Read more... )