

BAFALSAH buses and failing and loose socks and haftasBAFALSAH
the dirt sits up in anger and my mother reads me the bible while i pick my nose and sweat between my teeth and people pretend they are dead on TV while i wish they were dead at home but when you landed one on the back of my head i came and i thought about how easy it is to not have anything i want but that wouldn't be the first or the last time fate had never been born


lead saladbut they still hate me i can't go over to their house i'm still on their cross i'm still cut up and dead in their crawlspacelead salad


hostage situations are boringi spit on my wallet and i give my doctor the finger behind his back with my tongue in her cunt and my thumbs in my eyes i listen to fancy big words and i'm supposed to be impressed and compete for words of my own but my skin turns to piss and my dick turns to snow and i wake up with my hands around my neck for the tenth time in a rowhostage situations are boring


quit itdifferent shades of carpet mock my face at different points in time different intervals of ceiling fan syrup drip noisily out of sight, while stale socks scream across different pairs of feet and different "i love you" 's raise the spirits of different dead mothers with wind blown hair that mimics the unwanted affection that trudges forever underneath my fingernailsquit it
Devious Comments
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scrap is never crap
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scrap is never crap
bebe.
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alright, which of you jocks put gateorade in my bong?
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I can't draw
fuck points. I'm too lazy. *mandapants, you win.
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"If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur."
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"If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur."
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alright, which of you jocks put gateorade in my bong?
thank you very much
i'm moving in ten dayz.
i love you more than life...
and i miss you!!!
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Saturn is orbiting nothing
He's off on its own,
He's breaking from home.
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scrap is never crap
i realize that i may not have paid enough attention to you in the past, so in a screwed-up attempt to make up for this, i'm tagging you [link]
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I can't draw
fuck points. I'm too lazy. *mandapants, you win.
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scrap is never crap
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scrap is never crap
forest we can do, with sourgrass and
squirrels
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dig.
my sexual impulses
and that stuff people use to shine copper
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- kristen
"Love can be beautiful, but is mostly ugly and emotionally tiring."
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passed down. tuned in. turned on. face down.
don't mess with me boy
you inspired me to start submitting words myself
so don't thank me, thank you
ok?
yeah!
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