Don’t stare at flowers, they know nothing at all. Don’t worship their powers, or heed to their call. Everybody’s got secrets, that’s no secret at all. It’s part of our deepness, so come on, get up, lets have a ball.
My baby bones...they make me jones.
Sometimes the road behind me...disappears forever.
No turning back now.
We’re here despite all the pain...your dreams, picked white schemes, no such things.
Love, love, love...it makes me sick to the bone. Almost as bad as being alone.
Love is angrily...love is lovingly, love is strangely...love is like a box of poison cherries...with one in the bunch that's not so scary.
Drunk, skunk drunk off the tears, mixed in our beers.
Soft warm eyes...confident eyes...vulnerable eyes...a trace of butterflies.
She speaks for a time and their minds row languished, wonderful.
The sun is just another place by the ocean.
Same shit as yesterday.
Food’s been scarce lately. Mostly get by on coffee, cigarettes.
There’s a hole in my face, things go in, things come out.
I’ve pretty much stuck my nose into everything.
About me: I’ve got a sharp sense of reality...a strong defense of my locality. I’m cool, like jelly donuts...delicious, sweet, but bad for the ticker. I hate fighting...just too lazy to run. don’t believe in god, or gods, or ghosts under my bed. I only know, what I know, and that’s all I know. I love Crackerjacks...aka “the other crack“...it’s a gateway snack. Sometimes...at night...I stare off into space. I hope I don’t die. I wish the world were a better place. Everyone is ashamed of something. Hate the world, and the world will hate you right back. Art is a dying art
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Who I'd like to meet: Bright eyes between the bulls horns.
The sting of the fly bites and bores.
Just another misunderstanding, another stain in the Sunday wash.
Been three days now.
Mostly sunny, barely a breeze.
Sometimes I eat food that makes me sick...today a man got shot in the head.
It's dangerous to smile.
Soon...I think, they're gonna make the animals wear clothes.
Heart broody, contempt, I swallow what I can. So beautiful.
If calamity were a virtue I'd be an honored soul.
But for shit...in the end...I'm just a clown, cause that's how I roll.
Thanks for the ADD. Have fun with the FIRST OFFICIAL TRAILER of the Rose/Schnaas production we co-produced with LASER PARADISE in 2009, called UNRATED - The Movie and our latest Trailer of our UNDERGROUND Zombie Splatter Movie called GRAVEYARD OF THE LIVING DEAD. Please vote and quote!
R u kidding? Selva is awesome!...if you would see that in a real theatre and the original cast and the sets....auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey!!!! I am glad you come and visit...my life has been a great ........wheel of fortune........no.....a roller coaster....like the one I saw with plants growing all alone, ho humanity in it in Coney Island....not much in my space lately......llterally
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