it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…

(a) his job (b) his home (c) his girl (d) his mind (e) his life

Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley

i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…

it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties

broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…

i don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal

Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure

you only get so many nights like t… where the streetlights become tiny… she picks you up at your place for… and introduces you to Joy Divisio… blacklight and 80's retro music

the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…

he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere

the blade has always been dull how it was made never

the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here