this is good.
this is a good thing.

nothing can control me anymore.
nothing can hurt me anymore.

i'm finally happy
and the sad part is
i could have been all along.

you could be too
if you would just let it all go.

i'm starting to feel less scared about things that used to grip me with panic.
liquefied sugar cubes;
licks of blue dye;
tea that doesn't make me feel like puking;
three slabs in between two processes
alongside
partially hydrogenated
once-were spuds

i can get out of this.
and i never realized before how freeing it would be until i got a taste.

this was all just a laughably horrible night.

i'll wake up tomorrow
and grin bearing teeth i didn't brush the night before
thinking about how glad i am
that it was all just my imagination.







i'm so happy. i've never been so happy in my entire life.
i'm going to go to school work,
because the temptation is to not

and i don't give in to temptations anymore.

HA HA HA

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?

you are so boring.
why do you do things you're not sure of?
are you that desperate?
i'll answer that question for you; you ARE

what are you doing ?-
a man;

duh?

why don't you take the bones off of your skin,
and trace the bee sting patterns on your skin
trying to convince yourself
that satisfaction's guaranteed.
get the fuck real.
real the fuck get.
fuck the get real.

you don't know what you're doing, baby.
honey, you have no clue, sweetie pie, darlin' o' mine.

snap your neck bitch
and open your eyes
when yer head comes rolling off
maybe they'll finally be open.

gish

i wish someone for me to be infatuated with would manifest.
i mean legitimately infatuated with.

i have a crush on about 700 people
but no one that i focus on.

you: look like gumby a little because you're so tall and skinny
you have a nice smile though
and every time i see you big brother in the hallway
i say out loud
how cute he is too.

you: you're really skinny too.
your Adam's apple looks painful.
and you always look sleepy
and not in the cute way like some people do.
you're little brother resembles you a little
except he's cute and you aren't.
i love you're little brother.
i tell him all the time.

you: i love your laugh and you've got the prettiest brown eyes i've ever seen.
you're smile's really charming
and your arms are really veiny
but you've got a witty sense of humor and hair that never looks like it's in its place.

you: line crossing is ok in my book.
you do it a lot.
and say really crude things
but it's so much fun to talk to you.
your eyes are a really nice blue
and you've got this cute button nose.
you're like a gentle giant.
it's super sweet.
i never know whether to feel a little jealous when i see you with your girlfriend
or to coo at the two of you because you're just so cute.

this is super boring all of the sudden.
id like some salsa sun chips.