December 2011
1 post
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE END.
Another seizure. Another year of pills. I’m back up to 1250 mg twice daily. Just when I thought it was over. I mean, seriously, over a year without a single mishap and then BAM. There it is. Out of the blue, there are a million EMTs standing over me. I can’t tell them what goddamn month it is as I stare at the freshly cut Christmas tree in front of me.
My friends saw the whole...
August 2011
1 post
you run between the lines
back and forth through time
like pennies in a dime
one-tenth of you will shine
i will drink you up like water
bring animals to slaughter
don’t think i won’t degrade you
their minds will slowly fade you
i eat therefore i grow
you speak before you know
the danger of me, the city,
is just your own self pity
July 2011
1 post
Sometimes I hear things that aren’t there
And I see spots that don’t exist
Sometimes I feel nothing at all
Sometimes I get pissed
May 2011
1 post
It has come to my attention
that only skinny bitches can pull off androgyny. Get ‘em.
March 2011
2 posts
“Death is nothing at all/I have only slipped away to the next room/I am I and you...”
– Henry Scott Holland, ‘Death is Nothing at All’
February 2011
2 posts
January 2011
2 posts
“Contrary to what the cynics say- distance is not for the fearful, it is for the...”
Watchcoketalk
November 2010
2 posts
October 2010
6 posts
Everything is better when I’m sleeping.
September 2010
4 posts
August 2010
5 posts
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To the little shit who almost ran into my poor...
Turning on your signal doesn’t mean you can automatically change lanes. You actually need to look the fuck around and make sure no one is in the fucking lane. Dumdum.
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On adding more "ol"s to your "lol"s:
Honestly, “lol” is bad enough. I highly doubt you were actually laughing out loud in the first place, but I understand the need to use it every now and then. You don’t want to sound like a hysterical nitwit exclaiming “haha” every 5 seconds when you’re chatting with Cindy, or Henry, or Fred. I get it. However, I refuse to accept “lolol” or...
July 2010
4 posts
3 tags
Dear everyone,
I understand that you think your pet is the best pet in the whole world. That’s cool. I get it. Just keep in mind that, after about the 5,000th time you say it (give or take a few), I don’t want you to tell me that Rover is “the cutest fucking dog on the planet” and how he’s “more than just a dog.” Because- news flash- Rover is just a dog. And an idiotic...
June 2010
7 posts
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May 2010
1 post
April 2010
7 posts
2 tags
Blisters, Bruises, and Blunts
In retrospect, my first legitimate 4/20 was a good one. My previous experiences with 4/20s of the past have been a collection of half-ass bong hits and mindless TV viewing. Occasionally, I would break out the ukulele and strum a few chords before the overpowering grip of MJ-induced sleepiness overtook me.
This year, however, I was introduced to a whole new world of weed.
We sat in the meadow on...
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Cataclysmic rise and fall
Charismatic thrills
I kiss, I kiss
1 bang, 2 bangs
I shoot, therefore I kill.
“Apres moi,” he said to me.
“Le deluge,” he said.
I kiss, I kiss
1 bang, 2 bangs
These things sound better French.
March 2010
14 posts
2 tags
Reckless abandon, I kissed you. You pinned me against the door, and gave me butterflies.
I like the way you feel when you feel me.