March 2012
73 posts
Lazy, fat prince.
Your vomit is boring (again, again, again)
You can have the chair, the dish
My soul mate is my paper, my lover is my pen.
“The problem with putting two and two together is that sometimes you get four, and sometimes you get twenty-two.”
—
Dashiell Hammett
Dashiell Hammett
I kinda want the jacket from Drive.
Wednesday Night Blues
He doesn’t believe them
When they say
He could have it any way
He only believes it when it comes
From a fortune cookie
He likes the cold wind
He likes the pain
The memory of a cold, hard chain
For the numb of the night, he’s a rookie
Sleep as the goer
the bridge that watches the light speed through
and cries while the spirit stumbles
and inside missile for the protection of you
maybe it’s silent
the voice can’t bear anymore strain
but speak without even knowing
and streams outside in the direction of truth
February 2012
80 posts
The Ellen commercials are the best part of tonight
unum die
duo dies
