Wednesday, January 20, 2010

what's on your mind?

there is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can't be improved with pizza. Thank you. stuft crust punx. you turn your love into pizza.  STUFFT CRUST 'ZZA: quit riding my dome waves and penetrate my gut sack. In desperate need of divine deca*dance. Xtreme cheezza deficiency. Stufft crust coming soon to a stomach in ME. Co-starring The Worlds Greatest Boogie BAND. PIZZA HUT HOLIDAY MEAL DEAL WITH THE DEVIL. don't buy your dinner from the dollar store. No one wants to know you just prefer Lifetime movies and binge eating to their exclusive company. STUFF YOUR GUT AND STRUT YOUR STUFF. There is nothing left but the heart to eat. In crowds, we can touch each other. i live in a highly excited state of overstimulation. If you want me you can watch me on my videodrome. Here are seven tips for having an original thought. why won't you teach me how to be INTERESTING? you're about as interesting as Campbell's soup. why do you worship the shit i piss on? the internet vs. sex. : official website of the internet. The closest thing we have to god is the INTERNET??? the internet. I am not human without a computer. Your name ain't Sophie. That's an American angel. There ain't no such thing as American angel. RETURN OF THE HOMELY HELLION. (welcome to hell, i've come home.) Klaatu as a Metaphorical Jesus. a loner, a crazy wide eyed loner on a doomed mission to Venus to battle with the 3 headed mega beast. but on the way I caught cornflakes disease. filmed in mind-altering psychorama. shitgazing. Prophecy from planet clarion call to city: flee that flood !!! ??? miniature flung visitors chewing smoked joke came separate ???  The year we make contact. Space has something dead about it. Time has something murderous. Soon you'll be ashes or bones. A mere name at most--and even that is just a sound, an echo. a little soul carrying a corpse. dead weight. SAY NO TO A NATURAL DEATH. The things we want in life are empty, stale, trivial. But not me baby, I'm too precious. FUCK OFF. A PILE OF SHIT HAS A THOUSAND EYES. with my supervision i can see right through you. even if you were dead before you are not dead now. listening to the accompanying audio component invites introspection and provides the inspiration the enormity of not dying requires. trauma: ear bleeding blood. high pitched screams in lo-fi dreams. we're not here for a long time, we're here for a good time. enjoy your worries, you may never have them again. OXYTOCIN OVERDOSE. the way you hurt me when my hands are tied. i'm a little boy. i'm your little boy. She makes my life a misery by ripping filter tips from my cigarettes and drinking from my cans of beer. that looks like it hurts. so does this. a mess you can live with. Sometimes you have to b/r/e/a/k things in order to make them work BETTER. give me something to break. how bout your fuckin' face. is all about the he said she said bullshit. {i can feel my heart beat in my ass cheeks} cunt scum crusty is not unlike evolved from warm slime is shithitsthis. is i am in the audience. i'm the sore thumb girl in the big boy buddy buttlicker scene. i want to scream so fucking bad. H8RZ MAKE THE BEST ♥RZ = i'm not even in your demograhic. Quit wagging your pissflaps yr 2 old 2 lurn gitarrr. camp vs. kitsch vs. irony vs. hip.  poppin witz on the back porch with tball, only as strong as the weakest link in the chain smoke (sustainable jokes) body rot. too harsh to fuck///thrashed to be back to olympia. 2manypunz i'm not sorry. PLEASE HIRE ME 7-11, YOU ARE MY DREAM JOB.  gnarly frightmare coming out of knowwhere. tru luv : idsyrdjzt4tehmztcnctshunL0Lzzz   chocolatecoveredespressobean-pecan-chocolatecoffee-brownies were a good idea. WAIT IS THIS A REALLY BAD IDEA I CAN'T TELL I LIKE IT LETS DOO IT. ! this is a caffeine freak out.   Remember when it was summer and everyone was half-naked all day everyday? I want that. all the time but mostly very late at night when the caffeine is subsiding and there's nothing left but nicotine. DEGRASSI GOES HOLLYWOOD + cOffE LOOK OUT, METEOR SHOWER. we're going to dead. A day in the life of Heather Sinclair. i want more more more bitches get stitches STAB WOUND BACK VAGINA TEETH  got a little bit of shame on you ..! more more more TOO MUCH xxx  veryawesomeworld/veryawesomebook  is  is a big gay narc who is also gay this ain't your town no more. there's people that don't want you here. your time is near.

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