Friday, October 23, 2009

places to move to.

Halloween is coming up and I am going to be a rainbow. I am sewing my costume right now but here's where my mind set has been lately....
amazing.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

ribosome

i love you science.

Friday, October 16, 2009

WHY IS PITTSBURGH NOT ON HERE?!!! AND WHY NOT LA? WHY IS IT A HIPSTER BIKE AND NOT A COMMUTER? mmmmmmmmmmm prejudice.

amazing.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

mark set.

Party Favor(ite)s

Mix fruit flies and ottomans were the only things left from your divorcee s Avon potluck. Papa don't preach because I'm in MRIs loosing my patella and meniscus stability's. It's just a drill April Fool's for another farm animal flu
we are
catching involuntarily in the outfield of Dodgers Stadium. Hold my hand out of sockets while you clamp my wrist wrestling brace to other soft machines. We have it under controversial impulses to sniff out trouble from behind. It's not that the trophy boy toy is
better off
the mantel than on the floor, kicking and screaming. Park your posies and pickled fingernails! We have an aeronautic adventure ahead. I forget most of your allergies in my other bed. Make sure you close the door and frame the gangster creeping out of your cotton bleached restrictive loin cloths. I missed you at the afternoon tea. Sugur and agave never could sparkle and leave us
alone.

Monday, September 28, 2009

admitting.

Pigeon Shit Breakfast

Call me Minnehaha but last week we had everything and the girl. Instant tease and oatmeal lost their embedded intelligence due to your looped mouth backtalk everyone can't seem to get enough of .
At this
intersection, I go left with no right angles to corner my lips. Thyroid explosions happen every time you bat your instigative eye balls. There's no sex in your violence or ghosts in your fridge. Why couldn't' you tell me the
point I'm
trying to make broke under your ten speed and forgotten French? Was it that hardly integrated into your daily regiment to pull and push some auxiliary strings so my ankle could possibly twist less? The drunk fly on my tongue and callused clean palms last night dominated rarely tanned leather while all you ate was canned spelling soup that tasted
not ok.