Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Aggiornata sono le creature.
libertà Ultimate è follia. Se la libertà finale sono stati raggiunti da alcuna creatura sensoriale, poi disse sensoriale creatura cesserebbe di sentire le punture di qualsiasi tipo freccia, proiettile, o una parola deittici e, pertanto, sarebbe caduto di esistere ... nel regno delle imperceptibilit y. .. eretici cazzo del mondo ... uniscono nel comprendere che è una sofferenza eresia modulo. Eresia ci dà la nostra quota della libertà sconosciuta di ogni cosa. Se la gente non fosse così interessato a combattere perl'idea di indipendenza totale, allora non ci sarebbe niente da fare, ma ... essere liberi. Affascinante, non è vero? La possibilità di essere libero ... su tutte le estremità ... attraverso un patto. Perché non cogliere l'occasione? Perché la libertà è troppo noioso.
Blurb che blurb. Andiamo a ottenere alcuni panini più nocca.
Cheers.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010

You there with your bag of gold
Thought you had it all together
But your hands are empty
Does it matter now
The pain it caused you cannot measure
But who am I?
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
Suffering is sweet agony
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
My suffering must mean something
So, hey there, quit imagining
That you have left this life
Your eyes are tired and your feet are worn
No, no one seems to hear your desperate cries
But who am I?
If I believe that's the truth
Then I believe you
If that's the way it should be
Then I believe you
My suffering must mean something
Must mean something to you, to me
It's true
Who am I
Pause
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Oh, Not the Weight You May Be Thinking of.
Though That Thought Makes Me Laugh
We are not there, Yet.
A Weight of Unsatisfied Remorse.
How I awake late in the Night and Fantasize.
Writing it Now makes me Tingle Down Below.
127 days have Passed.
Since Last.
My Good Nature proceeds me.
I am Wanting.
Wanting to Fuck.
Fuck Hard
Fuck Slow
Fuck Fast
Fuck Soft
Who says Fuck anymore, eh?
Oh, it Displeases me the Process of being an Animal.
The Mind is overcharged and there is Nothing I can Do to Hold it Down.
I do not Feel Guilt for what My Body Makes me Do.
It is all Natural.
Every Last inch.
Ah, Inches....
How you Make Me Laugh with your Lacking of Them.
I am not Disappointed. Ever.
Well Maybe....
I forgot what Disappointment Feels Like.
Care to Disappoint Me?
Pause
Sunday, July 25, 2010
I live a Life of imaginary possibilities. I live my Life in the Past under the same Moon as You.. I may undoubtedly blame my voyeurism's on my craving for a good Red Wine. But judge me? I think not. I paint my nails Red, Black and Blue not for you. I just use your opinion as my Motivation. A Drink and a Song =Sex? No, No. You make me Laugh. My Mother always Said: "If you Want to Fuck, then Ask To Fuck..." There is much Work to be Done. The World holds endless possibilities and I am just One looking for the End of the Line. I do know if it does not exist, as You do Not, but I will continue to search for it.
I have Mismanaged Technology and all that it can offer me in the past few months and the World looks down upon me for it. I have used my fingers for obscene causalities. Pardon my Send. I use my Voice to Lure. Ah, Kimberly, you displease me. I have Hurt others only to Cover up my Hurt. I am Still Hurt. No need to Apologize. I keep Pushing and Pushing and Pushing: past Vomiting. Where did i go Wrong? This Summer has turned me into not Me. Its time for an End.
I'll still Smoke my Wine and Drink my Smokes. I'll still Press Delete and then Send. I'll still Leave My Bedroom Door Open at Night. Oh, but once Again.....
And Again I have Been Fooled.
And Again I Have Been Fooled.
And Again I Have Been Fooled.
And Again I have been fooled.
Tonight, is the Coming of a Full Moon. A New Moon. New Beginnings. Our summer is slowly coming to an End. The Year Will be Over soon and there will be nothing more left of this one. I will not look back. Will you?
Maybe I Should have Told the Truth from the Beginning.....
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
the thoughts translated into words that brought me to this point
make me wet
the time i spend looking at my hands
makes me laugh
i met a man today on the El
don't ask me his name; i could not tell you
maybe Peter?
he sat next to me and smiled.
he was writing in a notebook in Red pen.
Fuck, I Love Red
I'm glad you do too.
His first line read:
"What About Love?"
i took the next step
I took away my Music and he noticed.
He noticed I was reading Him
I Love to Read.
especially when you write to me
i told him:
"I bet we could write something beautiful together"
He Laughed
he then passed me his Red Pen with a Smile
"Ladies First"
::I wrote This::
-I Love when you Smile it makes me Stop
Rest for awhile and see what I have got
I have been wearing the same clothes since the day i was born
its something i can not ignore
i Love to stare at your elastic face
As it stretches around your words and leaves so much space
For My Mind to Wonder, I will Dream of you once again.
-I have been Waiting, Waiting, Waiting For You
-I have been Patient, Patient, Patient
Now, what Am i To Do?
You Should invite me Home
I will say Alright
Your Girlfriend is Away, correct?
I will not need to Knock."
I hope we meet Again.
The odds: impossible.
Great things never happen in Pairs.
Might have been Philip....
Who Knows
I was thinking of You...
The Best Things Come in the Most unexpected Of Places
I fell in Love Long Ago.
I Cried Long Ago
Then I met you.
I no Longer Cry...
You Make Me Laugh
There you going Baby
You Left Me here so I could sit and cry
What have you done to me?
I guess it doesn't matter Anymore
Do you Remember Baby last September how you held me tight each and every night?
Oppsy Daisy how you drove me Crazy.
There is no use in me crying
i have done everything
and i am sick of trying
I have thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days
over you
now you go your way
and i will go mine
now and Forever till the end the time
i will find someone new
we will say we are through
and you will not matter anymore.
there is no Use
Now please Go Your Way
and I will Go Mine
Fuck
You Do Not Matter Anymore
These Words Bring a Smile to My Face
Dies For You....
Thursday, July 15, 2010
"Le Poids Des Mots"....(a trip down Memory-Lane)
