cake for breakfast

BLOWOUR

Thu, 01 Jan 2004 20:55:41 GMT

i don't care, i don't care
leave their corpses in my underwear
smoke plumes become clouds
you just blend in
tu vas est tu vien
i don't care i don't care
leave their corpses in my underwear

Thu, 25 Dec 2003 03:24:56 GMT

ohh and uhh merry christmas!

alright i love christmas and gift but also....

Thu, 25 Dec 2003 03:12:24 GMT

I love you Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ I love you
Yes I do I love you Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ I love you
Yes I do And on the lazy days
The dogs dissolve and drain away
The world it goes
And all awaits
The day we are awaiting.

what

Mon, 15 Dec 2003 00:37:23 GMT

grannny please don't leave yet-- we haven't cut the cake

Thu, 27 Nov 2003 07:38:57 GMT

Existing awake in a floating bed
Flowers are lit in the distance ahead
Touching your fingertips and placing them against my lips
We are hiding from broad daylight with one another
We’ll escape for a while

Your timing is off although
And I am eroding within
My blood pressure is rising
As you are evaporating before my eyes

Now I am becoming pure
Becoming wise
But I am failing inside
Because there is no one so close
As we once were
Which makes living seem futile
In this world.

story of my kitty witty

Mon, 18 Aug 2003 02:39:09 GMT

okay so she's scared of everyone and tonight she smells like shit, i'm watching the guru and fuck the adkins diet, one week of summa left too.

i'm not being a re-re believe it or not

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 14:11:26 GMT

if i were a month i would be: december
if i were a day of the week i would be: tuesday
if i were a time of day i would be: 3 pm
if i were a planet i would be: neptune
if i were an article of clothing: undies
if i were a direction i would be: 90 degrees
if i were a piece of furniture i would be: a rockin' chair
if i were a historical figure i would be: marilyn monroe
if i were a drink i would be: water
if i were a stone, i would be: diamond, dey a gurl best friend
if i were a room: a cold dark room, wooden floor, tan walls, no window, nothing in it until you reach the left hand corner and find a stone, on the bottom on the stone it says, start over.
if i were a bird, i would be: owl, duh!
if i were a tool, i would be: hammer
if i were a flower/plant i would be: violet
if i were a kind of weather i would be: light snow flakes on a cold ground, dark night, and bright stars, full moon
if i were a mythical creature i would be: mermaid
if i were a musical instrument, i would be: tuba
if i were an animal, i would be: an owl. smartest, and highest in there food chain and never poops.
if i were a color, i would be: brown
if i were an emotion, i would be: i'd feel lovely forever
if i were a vegetable, i would be: carrot
if i were a sound, i would be: drip drop
if i were an element, i would be: water
if i were a car, i would be: beaten old small brown car that nobody wants
if i were a song, i would be: rilo kiley- better son or daughter, or of montreal- WAS YOUR FACE A HEAD IN THE PILLOW CASE?:

Looking under the ghost on your face
kind of ruins it for me
I don't want to see you toss it's hair
No I don't need you to show me its smile

You see because I'm learning
yes I know about your mask
so I no longer have to ask

If I can peek behind the ghost on your face
that really ruins it for me
I don't want to clap and stare
while you show me the expressions it makes

You see because I'm learning
yes I know about your mask
so I no longer have to ask
"Was your face a head in the pillow case?"

if i were a movie, i would be directed by: my self, my hands, through my eyes
if i were a book, i would be written by: franz kafka
if i were a food, i would be: popsicle
if i were a place, i would be: on top of a castle high enough to pretend as if you're touching the clouds
if i were a material, i would be: soft
if i were a taste, i would be: lond lasting
if i were a scent, i would be: honey dew, or cake
if i were a word, i would be: concupiscence
if i were an object, i would be: a bibelot
if i were a body part i would be: hands
if i were a facial expression i would be: a content grin, eyes wide open
if i were a subject in school i would be: art
if i were a shape i would be: circle
if i were a number i would be: three

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 13:45:13 GMT

ps- you like my boyfriend to the left

i don't feel much pain on my skin

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 13:44:23 GMT

only bug bites, n stuff.

but i burned myself and i didn't flinch, i also got a chinese burn and i didn't flinch, i also poked my hand with a needle over and over and didn't even blink. SO HUH HUH WHA.

Whos TUF TUFF TUFFA DEN YOU.

dats right dats right da masta of diasta.

Aight i need a feckin ciggy butt.

ps this is not a find to beat me up for cause i fink it's only self induced pain i do not react to, so i repeat don't beat me up, repeat, *muffling in da mooosic* cause if you did i wouldn't flinch that right so you'd keep on doing it until i screamed mercy or couldn't scream no more. i really don't recommend that cause i'd have to call da police n stuff. do you like DA sound of DAT?! no i didn't fink so. so sit down bitches in ya place.

Thu, 24 Jul 2003 12:13:00 GMT

i resent you calling, i resent your voice.
i resent that i don't have a choice.
anywhere i go, you will always there.
outside the car or in my hair.
think i've been here before...
yes i've been here before, but last time you locked all the doors.
and i resent you calling i resent your voice,
i resent that i don't have a choice.
and yes i am.
weary.
yes i am. i am.
think i've been here before,
yes i've been here before,
but this time i kick down your door.
and i resent you calling,
i resent your voice,
and i resent that i don't have a choice,
well yes i am, weary.
yes i am.
i am.

hello

Thu, 19 Jun 2003 17:45:16 GMT

why am i so cool

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