My GenerationI asked someone I knew to define a few terms for me. I threw out a few words and asked them to tell me what they thought on the subject. Scientology. “A fake religion.” Paris Hilton. “Stupid blonde with no talent” or as he put it “Pam Anderson without the tits.” Family Guy. “The reason why I stay up until 12 at night.” Kim Jong-il. He said, “They all look the same to me.” I asked him if he even knew who he was. He replied, ”Probably,” and left it at that. Then I asked him to tell me something about Roe v. Wade. At first he asked me who ‘Roe v. WMy Generation
I know I know you think I’m stupid. I can feel your eyes on me when I talk. Disapproving, dismissive, superior. You’re better than I am, you think. I’m just her. I see you looking away like that. You don’t say a word to me. You look everywhere but my direction; the sidewalk, that car bumbling up the street, the neighbors dog barking and spitting at you. You continue walking unflinching. You’re like that dog; caged, angry, screaming at me without words. You think I wouldn’t understand even if you did say sI know
Cowboy Boots in HellI would like to think that I face my fears quite well. I’ve eaten raw octopus tentacles, swam with live sharks in a tank, caught a bat in my house, and even squished this incredibly huge mutant monster bug on my wall. Nothing could have prepared me for what innocently waits just outside of Orlando, trapping little children and adults alike in mere seconds! It sounds gentle enough, using a country music star’s name and big bold stars and stripes, but the Dolly Parton Dixie Stampede is something to be feared. In fact, the name should not be repeated ever again, so if you are really curious, go read the previous line again. Then wash out your eyCowboy Boots in Hell
Diamond EyesWho knew those diamond eyes of yours could jeopardize this state of mind?Diamond Eyes
The drops of silver in your stare have galvanized alluring pride in my own eyes.
These fateful glances are loosing luster of sterling silver rings slipping through empty fingers.
Flickering fires hide behind the weathered blue jewels that allude to thieves who demonized those blinding eyes and stole them from their owner.
April Showers
Marry me?him.this morning i didn't want to leave my room i didn't want to eat or sleep or be awake or move.him.
her phone call made me feel sick i wanted to smash everything made of wood in my house until they splintered into things people couldn't make out. things important to her meant the smallest possible inckling of interest to me and no, i didn't care that her hair wasn't working for her. again.
the holiday party that started at 3:00 was not graced by my presence until 4:57. i ate food and then left.
the only thing keeping me sane right this moment is his kiss
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and like butter pancakes on the grill, wit cold c-notes on hot days i chillz
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