The real trouble is that you don't mean anything to anyone but it's not your fault
Wednesday, July-15 11:29
You can tan all you like
but your skin will still be light grey
I took the kiss just as I saw it coming
as I worked her, my breath mixing in with
hers and my hand at the back of her head
the breathe i instinctively take because i don't
want my bad breath mixing with her good breath
and then it inevitably swells and i can see the
insides and out of it
I breathe the splinters into her neck.
Her dark hair, her lips wet with paraffin wax are
waiting to be brought back to life.
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I ask what you're doing, you say you're in bed with a boy you don't want to touch
Saturday, July-11 11:21
There's a lot of work to be done before dinner is done. Half the guests brought food, all of them brought wine. So we drank a lot and ate a little. John trying to convince me every has a price. Luke told me he'd given up smoking pot but he loves hanging out with hippies. Jennifer hides the fact she's a vegitarian, she's afraid to be grouped in with bottled watered drinking destructive idealists.
All this food for the brain is either mental masturbation, keeping the thoughts that keep me awake out with noise and banter....or it's leading me nearer.
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balance
Monday, July-06 07:26
Right now I'm wondering what to write.
This morning, it was raining. I remember seeing bugs splattered like a random assortment of chess pieces across my clear windshield. I pondered: If I drove fast enough, would they pressure wash my car?
They certainly didn't. Windshield is still dirty.
When I turn my air conditioner on full, every now and then I can barely smell the emptiness of winter. It kind of scares me.
I always wonder why there's so many characters in superhero comics. More characters = bigger fan base? Like, The Phantom lives in the middle of butt fuck nowhere. But he has an indian kid and this cornel looking fellow. It doesn't make a lick of sense.
Balance is important. If I don't play my guitar, my house gets dirty.
Tomorrow the people from adair electric are coming to inspect my electricity. They want to make sure it's good.
I'm a pretty absent minded dude. In case you were ever wondering.
People can tell authenticity like a clock. The trouble is trying to be authentic.
Why do they never show payment in movies? I wanna see someone give someone else money, dammit. Like, on a regular basis.
Saying a persons name three times in a row makes them listen no matter what they're doing. But it seems a bit desperate.
Spicy pickles are the best.
I haven't been paying attention to anyone else's opinions for so long that I have no idea what's going on in other people's heads besides my own.
I like a girl at work. I always say dorky things to her.
In the Phantom, this dude kills a guy in the board room. If my boss killed someone in front of me, I'd punch him in the face.
If I lived in the 40's, I'd wear a crosshatch suit and smoke a pipe. You know. Because it means I'm deep in thought.
I replaced drinking with smoking weed this week. It went terribly. I drank more than usual, which is maybe once a week. Maybe. But now I have a lot of leftover weed....I forget how much I like getting high.
I haven't played guitar in like two weeks and I got really bad.
I adore smoking weed at drive in theatres.
I dislike seeing foreign hairs in my shower.
I love the scenes in movies where there's thunder indoors. I wish I could do that. I would turn to my date and be like, "i told you it might get rainy."
I love it when black men with really white teeth smile. It looks kinda awesome. Today i helped a black man and i cracked jokes nonstop. Seriously, I've never been as funny as I was today. Wish you were here to see it. If you're black, I realllly really wish you were here to see it.
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Saturday, July-04 03:21
Thinking I should incorporate more German food into my diet. Sure, the people who work here are a bit ummm jolly but damn that be good food.
-- Post From My iPhone
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40$ and three loaves later, my fridge and heart are filled with enough to make lots of german food. It's gonna be my lunch for like the next year. Gah, I rock so hard it hurts sometimes.
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Attention torn between things
Saturday, July-04 12:25
Also, there's a desktop version available.
This most certainly is a livejournal entry.
I think I figured out my tattoo. I'm heading into a shop pretty soon so they can make a man of me. Soon after, a PBD (personal business day) or two to lie in my bed crying about how it was so scary. Obviously, the bad boy image, me wearing my new favorite shirt, will force unrequited lassies to claw the footsteps in which I walk.
I don't write tonight. I play. :-)
