Thursday, October 27, 2011

More!

So why do I choose to hesitate?
& why does the HRC keep sending me these fucking stickers?



Do they know I love slaps?
But, do they know how cheap I am?
How I won't pay their membership fees..
I don't think my contribution will change the fact that any company in the state of North Carolina has grounds to fire someone based on their sexuality and not be questioned about it in the court of law..
Yeah. That's true..
(I think. No, I'm sure it is.. I swear..)




Curses!

Money's tight. She's pissed. She wants to be spent. Thrown at strippers asses and slammed on expensive tables after expensive meals.
"HERE'S YOUR TIP!"

Oh, and here's one for you:



Fuckity, Fuck, Fucker.
I can't stop cursing even if I tried..
But, do I really want to?
No.
Not as much as I want to travel to Japan.


I'm... Not content. or Satisfied.
I'm so anxious.
I've been asleep for 3 Years.
Ya know? Do you understand what I'm saying?
Like time passing. & I was comatose.
Beatrix Kiddo was in a coma for 4 years.
I've got one more left.
Or should I just like.. get up and stay ahead.







(Oh, yeah.
Community Service sucked Balls.
Big. Ones.
But, I did end up seeing my childhood desk there.
The lamp. The spinning marker holder.
It was like a beacon of artistic truth.)









Relax.. Remember?

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