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I am so sick of hipsternazis.

It drives me insane that I know that i'm supposed to be wearing those stupid little headbands

It drives me insane that I can't wear the clothes I want to wear without people deciding that I share the same brand of their stupidity

It drives me insane that I can't go out naked because I'll get arrested since it's the only way to escape your crooked fingers you disgusting memes.

It drives me insane that I'm supposed to go out and get fucked up with a bunch of people I don't like

It drives me insane that I have to chose between two different hues of social stereotypes to belong to

I'm fucking tired of all of you who assume I'm one of you

I don't need a group to feel safe

I'm very tired and but never am I ever lonely.

Because I can't tell the difference between the plaid shirts and the cargo shorts, to be honest

Because I don't give a fuck about your cigarette jeans. You repeat a certain bible of preferences and it makes you feel at ease beca…

Today, a Hero has Fallen

So I woke up today.

It was a white sky that I opened my heavy eyes to. A white sky and an eerie silence.

I check my phone to look at the time and I see that little yellow and red around my 2-d letter, telling me i have a new text.

I check it. He's dead.

Billy Mays is dead today.

Before I could consummate my love for him. Before I could meet him. The Beard is dead.

Fuck MJ. I don't care. Billy Mays is dead and he's not getting the recognition or parades he deserves because of that goddamn billie jean.

I almost threw up from grief. I did. It's true, I almost kind of a little bit threw up from how upset I am.

Billy Mays was the first. He was the best. He wasn't a pitchman. He was a pitchGOD.

Without Mays, we wouldn't have Vince, we wouldn't have pitchmen. We wouldn't mend things mightily

We wouldn't invoke the power of hercules to hang our freshly laundered sheets... powered by... powered by *sob* oxygen.

We couldn't putty up the cracks. We co…

Some Classy Pictures to Bag me a Senator

Here are some QUALITY photographs. If you're a facebook friend, then you've probably seen these before but if you're not... well you should be, I'd love to get to know how you creep.

If I can find another photographer who can hook it up like Jenny Schulder Brant ( check out her pictures at http://www.jennyschulder.com, she's a beast) then I'm about to get straight giddy.

enjoi.












Ain't that sumptin?

Fucking Ridiculous.

Um...

I love Michael Jackson too

BUT WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH THESE INSANE MOTHERFUCKERS!?

Time magazine has a special edition out???? The only other time they did that

was after 9/11

IS IT REALLY THAT BAD YOU GUYS?! IT'S MICHAEL JACKSON WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!

Michael Jackson was a great entertainer but EVERYTHING on the news is about him

He wasn't buddah. He wasn't ghandi. He was MJ.

So America, take a good look in the mirror to see where your morals lie... in the dead hands of a tortured pedophile.

I know he was great whatever. Don't start with me. There are far more important things going on in the world.

Go complain about Iran again you guys, he's dead and you are not bringing him back.

STOP STARING

LA FRERE

Festering and
blistering
underneath my skin;
Is that terrible
thought
that bites my
ankles
I have
to be
polite
But I
cannot help
but feel like
my skin is
being mauled
and ripped from
my muscle
with your
nameless
eyes
Hungry are
you? Certainly
you shouldn't
forget to blink;
you might damage
that disgusting
little fantasy,
you slovenly
and altogether
disgusting
thing.

LA FRERE