| would you like
a life for rent?
mine is semi-new
with some wear on
the bones from the
time i learned about
disappointment.
but i still have a long
way to go until i run out,
so
i'll give it to you for
thirty dollars. |
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| some people have too much time on their hands.
still working on the v5.
i'd like to talk to a girl with bare feet and a long dress...
but only if she's not dumb.
poem: "assclown"
you call yourself my friend,
but you're just an assclown.
i liked you better
when we'd watch movies and laugh
and play video games
like the loser i am and you're not.
you dumb lush.
the end.
bad poetry rocks. oh the truth. i don't think we're friends anymore ex-girlfriend of an ex-friend, which makes you twice removed. ha! i win. go be happy and think you're the center of the universe some more. oh the sorrow. i'm very upset because you don't talk to me anymore and every time i do you're always drunk and talk to me like my life sucks. i'm so upset i'm going to take a dump. |
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| santa clause came yesterday
with a belly full of jelly,
looked at me and laughed,
and i said to him,
what are you laughing at?
you're fat, too.
happy holidays! |
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| on the upswing
all you see is sky
and a full harbor of hope.
coming down,
gravity makes fat girls
go faster.
run for your lives. |
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| the turning point. we will achieve awesomeness in exactly...now. |
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