do it i dare you. this isn't reverse psychology or reverse reverse perverse psycho trickery this is the truth if you feel to do it do it, because i think you all feel to do it, die, be born live die, breathe eat shit fuck piss in the mouth of your muse tell me you've broken free and this is your ironic tribute to the cultural constraints that hold me down butter me up with fetishes dress me down caasual like withthe flippant flick of your serpantine tongue. but wipe that smirk off your face because that smirk makes me want to grind you out teeth cracking into your jaw making you the dust of my children wetting the soil with your alkaline blood spilling out its poisononto a poisoned world. see i want you to do it, you need to all go out there and do it, do it, i dare you.

take one hit tonight, and don't call me in the morning, call me when she's gone and your hands feel like brittle sticks tied with elastic bands at the fingers, a caricature of a wind up straw man, a scarecrow.

call me when you have a future for me, one recognisable in the mind picked up from a book spilled from its page. who the hell do you think you are? it keeps ringing, gaining pitch as it loses intensity. i used to think someone was screaming at me, now i know it's me screaming and i want to know... who the fuck do you think you are? this is my house.

sometimes the comedown is worse when there's nothing to come down from.

baby this life since you left is my brain burnt out. you were like blow for me you was so real you was so, this is a bad weekend that will never end. can't get it all out get it out get it out, it is me it's been around for a long time along alongside time. no time to stop no time to start no time no time everything past me, me left behind no time no time for you. i feel to do e all week somewhere with someone, i will, i ill. i so very ill an tired.

she says to me whaat?!?
so i says to her, i ain't no
metrosexual superconsumer

let me be find a real woman
not some spoiled bitch brat.

you won't say it now but in your heart it's loud oh no my feelings are more imp[ortant than youn yours oh oh ohoh i don't care because it's free babe i couldn't care cuz it's free.

i don't know what your new world old world problems are but alls i know is i can't lie very good and now that all of a sudden i have a personal agency i have been caught dead in my own headlights.


i stole that whole you will not know their name from the madagascar track by gogol just to give you an idea how your bvrain works.

and i was like how was my blackout? not bad i thought mostly of other things than suicide, i guess that's how it goes, if you got something else to worry about...

you see how difficult this is, i can't even manipulate a mouse.


faces intonations doubles, it's not a tv show tell hwat you haev to say the left lane is for passing idiots.

here i'll lay em out you'd rather fold than give it up?

hard? he smoked while he slept and his throat was rusty with old knives.
someone should write that down, what he looks like, a bare fisted boxer cheeks all hard little knots barred little balls

i should be allowed to want to have better.... no one will follow god let me go.


a combover mullet that's a beautiful thing a combover mullet.



i am stupid fucking whore, the dumbest of whores, i've been looking for a pimp and giving it away to the people i hate the most.

OVERJOYED AND AT PEACE BECOMES IN A PEACH???? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE INTERNET THATTHE INNERNET OR AT LEAST MIBNE DOESN;'T SEEM TO HAVE A COMPATABILITY PROBLEMS.


15 minutes of pain i get up and wait in a phone????

I THINK I AM A PRETTY BAD IDEA I GOT TO FIND THE RIGHT BAD REASON...

REFERNECE TO FORTH COMING INCREASING WIDENING OF THE BELL CURVE VERTICAL STRATIFICATICATION

DO MORE ACID FORGET THE POT AND BEER.

LEARN TO PLAY PIANO

the indefinite pronoun for plural????!!!

nowadays the heart is just an afterbirth.
still i knew i wasn't ready.

some other crap is floating around...

i`ll see you soon LOVE.