One.
I have no problem slitting your fucking throat while you sleep.
Two.
Don't ever touch me again.
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- Untitled #2
- No title
- #7
- *This is for you*
- Untitled #1
- is it insecurity or vanity that makes us all think...
- My Forbidden Fruit...Will I ever taste you?
- I will ascend the mountain and pull you forcibly f...
- the more you're around the more i have to close my...
- *Gibberish*
- The Space Between the Window and My Bed
- A conversation with my boss.
- lights out.
- We all just long for some companionship. We could ...
- *Naked Soul*
- i keep having these dreams where you are obviously...
- *Daydreams and Nightmares*
- Your room mate's brother is in Turkey
- No title
- Perfect Timing
- What if I could stop believing I am so ugly? I wou...
- awaking from bad dreams
- The Last Year of Life
- There aren't many alone time things that I enjoy m...
- our dads' things.
- two drunk drivers don't make a right
- I thought about not getting out of bed this mornin...
- The Last Year of Life
- watching wind
- He held my hand under pink lights while we listene...
- # 7
- Bequeathed reveries.
- Nice skank teeth, deady
- I've been that person before. I know how it feels ...
- Today I picked up a world map that is nicely color...
- If we could listen to all your motown records I'd ...
- I want to hear you shout your name so loud and the...
- The Last Year of Life
- The Last Year of Life
- An open letter to the muses.
- These things were not supposed to happen. I can on...
- Divinity in a broken bed.
- The Last Year of Life
- the love party for jonathan's girl
- 1 and 5 and 2 and 5 with12-16. harpsichord.and.vib...
- September 27, 2008-In the land of Dirt McGirt, rem...
- there is peanut butter in everything i do.
- The Last Year of Life
- No title
- Irrecylcables.
- The Last Year of Life
- oh, the things i'll never say.
- Yeah, I feel that way too.However, I'm drunk at th...
- whatever. right?
- The Last Year of Life
- An Essay Explaining the Undeniable Faults in this ...
- While my days feel like rain, I see my friends shine.
- There is more anger directed towards me than the m...
- No title
- motorcycle drive by
- yea, fuck those wanna-bes...
- No title
- A break and then the fall.
- 07
- Keep your admiration still and hold your damn tong...
- SNIPED! OTHER PEOPLE'S TEXT MESSAGES
- The Last Year of Life
- a title would only make this like everything else
- Two warnings:
- All I thought about today was leaving work to go f...
- it begins to stalewatch the glitter fall from mefr...
- No title
- I'd like to be freer, please, to say what I want t...
- An excercise in over-writing a vacuous moment in a...
- The Last Year of Life
- after all this time. after all of the encounters. ...
- Yes, sometimes you do, you voluptuous Chimera!
- public display of affection.
- The Process of Unpacking Lightly
- So where does this leave me?
- The Last Year of Life
- I'm working on these little pieces, and I can't se...
- In search of.
- it's very hard to believe there is only one scope....
- The Last Year of Life
- You've become far more graceful throughout the yea...
- it's so cold in my room. i can't shut the window, ...
- Some perspective
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