Thursday, September 30, 2010

BOOHOOFORTZFORTZFORTZ

let us pile the pillows and cushions into a fort
then let us pretent to cry about our failure as
TWO HARD CORE PORN TWINKS

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

TRCOBLTSM

"jesus' shit, judas' jizz"
- a satisfied parishioner

are you
the wrong size?
or
COVERED IN BUGS?!
or ONE OF BILLIONS who
already died???

join
The REFORMED Church Of Better Living Through Self-Medication,
bitchezzzzz!

we got rid of
The Kiddy Fiddlers
and Crufty Old God
soooooo we're just saddling our
SLAUGHTERED SCAPE GOAT

IN THE VESTIBULE!!

COME for
sweet & sour communion,
STAY for "Eternity"
"OR WHATEVER"
;)

ThE cHuRcH oF bEtTeR lIvInG tHrOuGh SeLf-mEdIcAtIoN

i mean
THE REFORMED CHURCH OF BETTER LIVING THROUGH SELF-MEDICATION!!

for more information,
SAY YOUR PRAYERS!

Friday, September 24, 2010

oiu

our shit smells the same
if we play a no good game
w/ ur dir ty name

planning parenthood

1. kill her while she's down
2. fuck her while she's dead

Thursday, September 23, 2010

2-3

Stonewall
Versailles
Sophia
Brooks
Waning
Gibbous
Moon

Thursday, September 16, 2010

confidence recipe

some stuff is happening and stuff is short for emotional stuff. i try to put it in, pull it apart, and poop it out like eating. that is short for survival, digestion, and nutrition. it's going ok or even really well. just cannot be too obvious about it. you know.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Things I Fucking Love, Vol. 14

not to mention comprehension

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

future tops

in my parents' house's downstairs bathroom shower how ok is it to fuck my phantasm teenaged boy body whose ripe asshole was forbidden fruit at the time? it's pretty ok in a teen wet dream time machine shower hour ('cause that's how long the hot water lasts), right?

i'm like a big and thoughtful cucumber. i have one thing to say very slowly and it makes a lot of cucumber sense. i am talking to myself now which is unlike me. the water is hot.

let's sit on the little seat in the shower mould with you on me and the shaky sliding fiberglass door. hold yourself. open your eyes. see that cock? we are the same! enjoy it while you can sweet child, the water is still warm.

he means i am proud of this curiosity or jealousy or whatever about your confusion in a timely dream like some perfect accident. and he means well. oh no, you already came! it's time to stop now. the water isn't hot anyway.

basically i will fuck the fantasy of any memory of me after the habitat for humanity day when i think i was like 14 and 1/2. when masturbation was an education or an invention or something. when i could have been the thomas edison of slutty fruits and vegetables.