gotta love the webcam ladies and poop faces...so I been on this rock n roll binge with my new bunny marc...chillin since the wee hours of thurzday mornin...but, but, but, I thought you hated boyz dernana? you say, and once again yes, I concur, but....well...sometimes you meet people at the most inopportune times, and although yer hart may be a deadened piece of petrified poop, there is always room for a new friend or two...so now we be chillin yo, over in the otha burrough..and we chilled with the jizzefebel and diane and jason an sheAT...but anyways, that was yesterday, today is like a happy little sun comin out from behind the clouds after the apocalypse...ps...the photos with the draw-RINGS of the sketchy doodles on my hands are just those...draw-RINGS...but maybe a change of mind inspiration for me.....
This song, dedicated to jizzefabel...aka jeffrey, in the early morning bullshit hours...or is it late? In any case, I have come to a few conclusions...one is, the end...the other is...the beginning...I guess we all untimately decide what hump train we wish to be on, but the thing about it is, it's just not worth it..the decision making and what have you...I know I am better than dirt, but can you say the same?...yea, (sigh) that's exactly what I thought...dreaming of babies lately, but I am unsure why, someone else's....my bunny selenna's perhaps...I am not sure..but in all efforts reduced to trying to figure out where I am supposed to be, I have come to this conclusion...._____________.....someone help me fill in the blank...
dead head, broken baby fingers, toes,
dead in heart, maybe the explanation lies not too far from
truths can be muttered in the backseat shuffling
I miss my sneak it out the window time
early summer, coming home with pasta-filled belly
grass in my hair
kisses fresh on my lips, if it were a good month
that is, peter gabriel and the cure still ringing in my ears
that's the time, those days, when time stretched out for eons
I am his phone buddy, his wet dream, the girl he wants to hump at night, with a "hole freshly dug into the small of her back" hard-on........
a friend of mine said this to me today, apparently enraged by some bullshit....
but that's just fucking...Sobriety is a small dream far far away at this particular moment...after I quit all bad things...drinking, smoking and smokin da sheeAt...2 weeks ago today...smack my ass, I am that good...
