Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Thursday, November 1, 2012
iii
There’s lots of themes, but feeling, like, oppressed… A lot of things
not personally happening to us, since the past record, but people we
know, kind of profoundly influenced everything. Like, I didn’t think I
could lose faith in humanity any more than I already had, but after
witnessing some things, it just… the world is a dystopia. I’m one step
away from being a vigilante. I’ve thought about it.
- Alice Glass
- Alice Glass
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Where is She? - Peter Cherches
Where is she, I wondered, when she wasn't
there. If she's not here she could be anywhere. She
could be anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every
imagining I thought I had imagined the worst, then I
imagined something even worse. It got to the point
where my imaginings no longer included her. I realized
that the worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings
continued, as worst superseded worst, making the
preceding worst only worse, I began to forget her. As
worst got worse, I forgot her more. Things were getting
pretty bad, and I had almost forgotten her completely,
when she reappeared.
there. If she's not here she could be anywhere. She
could be anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every
imagining I thought I had imagined the worst, then I
imagined something even worse. It got to the point
where my imaginings no longer included her. I realized
that the worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings
continued, as worst superseded worst, making the
preceding worst only worse, I began to forget her. As
worst got worse, I forgot her more. Things were getting
pretty bad, and I had almost forgotten her completely,
when she reappeared.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
experiment 122: the dope feels good
cunt ruin this messy feeling
my mole the cancer you pointed it out yeah
well who's livinwitit
see a window & a sink
a low sink what's that a toilet?
&mom, hey you lay down.
chart i need to progress
we'll have all the love
& yr lithe greasy body,
& its spinning out of control
&yr wet ugly hair...
my mole the cancer you pointed it out yeah
well who's livinwitit
see a window & a sink
a low sink what's that a toilet?
&mom, hey you lay down.
chart i need to progress
we'll have all the love
& yr lithe greasy body,
& its spinning out of control
&yr wet ugly hair...
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
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