MOUSE! i hear you... crinkle crinkle.. squeaksqueaksqueak
you little cunt
im going to catch you and feed you to Kevin...

Petrol River

dont fall off the tube

emptied out two years worth of silly pictures off my phone. The concert is newest, but the others are all out of order.


iggy and the stooges concert
cottage

comfort
gerberas, my favourite
silhouette

April, 1940
December 2008, sleepy

gazing directly upon her would turn onlookers to stone

I have nothing to say to you.

WANT

and also

thats me, thats what i feel look like HEEHhheehhehehhhehehehhhhheheheheh

beat my blogging idol to the punch by like a month! fkc yasdfj dhkjfk
we have similar taste in screen shots.

http://polkadots-vodkashots.blogspot.com/2010/06/blue-velvet.html

when you eat cheese cows think "ew. that came from my boob and now its all hard"
stephaniedosen, twitter

Leopard Messiah

well hung and snow-white tan

"babies on the whole arent very smart but they dont really seem to be all that embarrassed about it. "

http://twitter.com/stephaniedosen
i dont get the whole twitter thing but she makes me want to get the whole twitter thing

if you love me let me go buy me lots of expensive shit i dont need

i may not love you back

but if you love me it's worth a shot right?

i need a pet. every day i think of a new cool pet that id like to have. today i want a cat, which isnt so cool but there was this fat grey one at the pet store and i cant stop thinking about it. most days i want a field mouse or a bird (i even bought a cage), sometimes a hedgehog, sometimes a lizard.
but then i think about my dog and how i always wanted to punch her in the face and then i dont want a pet anymore.

great in theory; in practice, my alergies would kill me. but thats why its a dream

Poem by Jack Kerouac

Jazz killed itself
But don't let poetry kill itself

Don't be afraid
of the cold night air

Don't listen to institutions
when you return manuscripts to
brownstone

don't bow & scuffle
for Editch Wharton pioneers
or ursula major nebraska prose
just hang in your own backyard
& laugh pray pretty
cake trombone
& if somebody give you beads
juju, jew, or otherwise,

sleep with them around your neck

Your dreams'll maybe better

There's no rain
there's no me,
I'm tellin ya man
sure as shit