April 2013
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March 2013
3 posts
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4 tags
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February 2013
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Live Blargles
How do people have kids at this age? I can barely handle wearing clothes or eating. Let alone cleaning up the various piles of health hazard that are accruing about my living space. They aren’t even fast moving, that’s the sad part. It’s like watching a night ambush, or a soccer game wherein one team is sober and the other has been given ambien. I have a bad tendency to brag when...
December 2012
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The world was new again
And rain fell on my speakers
the world was new, again,
and the dull hiss of a paper cone
was profundity, intermitent
doubled upon itself with cries,
with pain
and my stomach. The world was new, again
profundity left when we found out
I couldn’t eat milk without
burning from the inside out
pain left me
for an easy fix, arthur
rimbaud sinking into
anonymous times, dark paris...
November 2012
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September 2012
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“The church of mad love is such a lonely place to be”
– David Bowie
July 2012
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I may be done trusting sadists.
