(2014)
shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear. what will happen.
you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
just start over not so much like anything was particularly
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,