Hopefully you get sugar and water,
hopefully there isn’t too
much blood
on
the
dance floor,
but
you’ll probably just learn to suck on a lemon for a long time.
March 1, 2011
when life….
February 27, 2011
Untitled
my breath stinks my armpits smell my stomach aches I am not the man I thought I was better to be dead then have to spend a lifetime dying. but I’d be awkward as anyone else in anyother life so there is only this and with all, it perseveres. I cannot wash the stain of maleness off my clothes I am not the man I ought to have been only recently realizing that I have to obliterate all that should not be known or read, less it be known and read. and still, my breath stinks, my armpits smell. my stomach aches. - Hoc Scripsi
February 23, 2011
new blog policy – I thieved it from Micael Chadwick.
Since I was never any good at replying to comments left for me, I now respond personally to them via e-mail. You have to have your email addy enabled for comments otherwise I will not respond but do appreciate the commentary.
it’s better this way I think. and for some reason, it is easier for me to respond to everyone rather than write one response that covers everyone.
I hope you all can dig it. I can dig it. Man, I can dig it twice.
