my peeps The Boys
RaJ
Tayster
factory_peasant
Surfer Mitch
Scared Bunny
Jake
Hof
my peeps The Girls
Sass
Pajiba
Tristan Roy
Radiohead blue eyes,
crooked teeth,
intellectual,
goofball,
slacker,
socialist.
Stuff and Nonsense
You LOVE Me THIS much
What Came Before
Steff
Crystal
Lyvvie
Cate
OEN
--spared--
Rachel
bitchy
Dlisted
Janet Charlton
MPH
Go Fug Yourself
the pretty pictures
Owen Billcliffe
No Traces
Sam Javanrouh
the professionals blog
Matthew Good
Margaret Cho
Rick Mercer
Tony Pierce
Whil Wheaton
Waiter
shameless self promotion
About Me
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you gave me life now show me how to live
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I have a pair of comfy pants that look like a painting of clouds on a cerulean blue sky. When I look out my wee windows, through the mesh bug screen, the stop motion sky parades clouds by and I'm mezmerised.
How many lifetimes have I lived to get to this place? There is no way to count. I am infinite and yet I am only now. I have blue eyes and no one sees what I see. Life is subjective.
I object to being a telemarketer so much so tonight I applied for 5 jobs, only one of which is in town. Calgon take me away from here to a sweet smelling man and a dream my heart won't let go of.
Even as I'm pushing away from you, I can get distance on myself and recognise I am sinning against your innocence. You don't know me. I am the kid the bullies pushed in the ditch. I won't hesitate to take you down with me. Karma in my left hand, big old blade in my right.
I worry for you, my friend. I cry for you. The world is cruel. I am a part of it and crueler still. I will bend you to my will, as I have been bent by you. I will one day leave and never again think of you.
Is this true? Maybe from time to time a mind wonders. What once was comes to pass again. I think in ryhtms. I talk in rhymes. I love men. I humbly appologise WHEN and IF proven wrong. I will sing you a song if you listen long enough. I sing to everyone.
Onr day, when your famous smile makes a fool of the world, cutie. You will remember me and think of the cerulean blue of my eye. History repeats. Don't let your dreams die.
ghost writer Ambrrrr at 7:16 PM