Monday, August 29, 2011
The Basilisk
So you're just gonna sit there, as i spout my nonsense. Its as if nothings serious when it is really serious. But Whoa ho ho, i am the Basilisk war mongering in persia. I shunned u for no reason. Just as a reciprocate. Would it make it better? If i joined the leagues of the quiet.. i'd be that guy u screwed over to make u a better person. So you're just gonna sit there, with those eyes you've borrowed from some movie. The pollen falls slowly onto your hair, your beautiful hair. No wait dont distract me (primal screams)! I'm on point, you're not. I hate when you dont take the offensive. Make me feel bad, for something you did. Would it make it better if I joined the leagues of the quiet? I'd be that guy you screwed over. To make you a better person.
DualShock Controller
I scream and scream and scream and get no answer. I hope to get rid of this wretched cancer. I think I need to hire a necromancer. To unearth the alpha in me. And I'm tired of playing alone in this next gen game. Cuz she's so close. She's completed this campaign long b4. Does she know i'm ranked alpha? Turn on and on and on but teh lights dont flicker. I swore that i'd have her home for dinner. But theres one controller in the dock, and the lights grow dimmer. Damn i forgot my promise. Man i forgot my promise. Well i'm gonna be playen alone in this next gen game. Cuz they're all 3 feet. I think i deserve better than a bore. Do they know i'm ranked alpha, alpha?! Well i'm gonna be playen alone in this next gen game. Cuz they're all 3 feet. I think i deserve better than a whore. Dont they know im ranked alpha? NOW IM GONNA BE PLAYEN ALONE IN THIS NEXT GAME, CUZ THEY'RE ALL 3 FEET! I THINK I DESERVE BETTER THAN A WHORE. DO THEY KNOW I"M RANKED ALPHA?
Bloody, Painful Amputations while Playing with War
Its my turn. To play with him. Lets play ourselves. Versus everyone else.
IAP
There'a nothing more better than intelligent and attractive people. Who love music. And can think for themselves. Nebulous conversations. Sitting on the corner like old gangsters. Sipping on w.e we can afford. Gnawing on love. Mature enough to tell them u love them. Mature enough to see them naked. All you need is love. I love my friends. they dont exert me. We put out our minds together, and make love on occasion.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Swagmaster Sandwich Music
http://soundcloud.com/ssfr listen to the death of old pieces of skin
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
It haunts your mind. Ive appreciated this since 7th grade
I am Caligula. Glutton of gluttons. Man over woman. Man of all women. The whore of all man. And I'm not ashamed to admit It's not enough to say that I love all of you. And I'm aroused at your lying. We are ok In a misguided sadist way. We are okay. In a disabled veteran's way. We are okay. She could not ever begin to imagine. The terrible engine mind. It haunts her mind. Family of five. The engine mind. I dine with wolves again. I travel with thieves again. And I, what did I teach you? What did I teach you? You're lying, you're lying. We are ok. In a misguided sadist way. We are ok. In a disabled veteran way. We are ok. So don't confuse why we put you here. Or your automation for individuality. A notch on my belt is how you shall exist. A notch on my bedpost is how you shall exist. No more, no less for the greater good.
That's you, American womanhood.
That's you, American womanhood.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
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