5.29.2007

{what would mr. rogers do?}

okay. it's going to work this time. there are two gnats buzzing around my hands. i just caught the scent of what a friend of mine smelled like on any given day. i'm tired and optimistic. the glare of the computer screen on my hands makes them look enormous. like cinder blocks. why can't i be good. like mr. rogers. loving and saintly. just doing what it is i do, and avoiding all distractions and sadness. let's make this work and try harder. i feel ill. let's fix this. i'd like to be more sound, and remain so.

5.27.2007

{why people blow:}



VS.






yeah, nice job jerk-face. maybe you should get your own ideas instead of ripping other people off. and i think you owe mr. gondry some sort of an apology.

{liquidation sale.}

everything must go.
it will be better
in this drink sleep drink world
man eat man
where love only lies within me half asleep
and no one's really listening.
the clockstopped
i could sink into the sea okay
strip strip strip
everything must go.