10-07-2014, 07:53 PM | #1 |
obsessed
Join Date: Nov 2013
Location: fucka idiyote
Posts: 5,716
Battle Record: Faggot-1
Accomplishments - can recite entirety of shrek 2
Champed - tangoed with spider man behind scenes in spider-man 2
- was candidate for gerber baby 3x
- smush parker like bb comment on instagram saying "u fucka suck idiyote"
- smush beer on head and didn't cry
- parallel parked in between 2 ferrari's in tonky truck once
- when saying pledge of allegiance i said "i don't" lmao deadass bb satan
- won tshirt from taco bell saying "taco cat" is the same backwards for filling out 500 surveys in a
- neighbor house caught on fire i call FIRE department and saved lives, was in newspaper
- set neighbor house on fire lmao
- fuck neighbor husband and wife
- first fish caught resembled david ortiz
- colin kaepernick
- related to genghis khan
- elected assistant to the vice president assistant to the president for regional chess club
- never lost game of hide and seek
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2AM. It was 2PM. But I slept 12 hours.
its 2am
i feel interconnected through any vine or snippet of life perennial inflorescence of any 6 seconds are chimed the success is a hive. hummingbird wings in slow motion hearing the crickets sing, so monotone yet obscurely composed feels like they're talking to me, as i walk on the leaves that i cross demure. you're so provocative. and i'm surely a ghost crunching of autumn, is like a skeleton field for tiny trees in the fall to possess you is a perfect choice, and you're as alluring, a host sunbathed petals, drowning in jack'o'lanterns of coffee & pumpkin squash the soggy leaves, after a beer. underneath the frothy assumptions it's cost me a fortune. ink-jets flew the loss to the profits that's just the cost out of pocket, i wore the pants, but you wore the wallet living a martyr. nose-dive a dotted plane into soil where waves were uncoiled, from the amber gaze, to the point where it boiled hear the ether perform. a duet with 42 degrees, and a choir robotic vampire, nothing to do but to sink my teeth into wires mechanical organism, metamorphing orphan. with a heart full of gears bleeding gasoline endorphins. pros&cons was the love you pretended to smear propane huffed outta' my ears, olfactory prose transposing as mutants you wrote me off as a human, with me begging you to hear me out. it was ruthless. wasnt enough. contraption malfunction the sound drowned out. a whisper was like dropping a mountain above it teardrops were waves, where even a arc wouldnt suffice you took two of each beast that i had, so immediately, I.... just lost it. you whittled a soldier out of clay, from the earth a clone was conceived with a chisel that was made by the bones of deceased you were the cotton in an aspirin, a linen in my attire i wasnt accustom to go into combat for you with a war-drobe and the cloth that it's cut from ungodly. the humdrum. i couldnt acquire the taste you were so tongue in cheek with me. i blushed into haste, when you asked if i'd want some all i want is 5 minutes where we understand each other completely where we aren't drunk, or having sex. sigh. where you just complete me developments real. the buzzing of broken street lights. are loud suburban cemetery. not a real burial ground. that's the imagery allowed you stole what i had, but now that you did, my souls deep with love you need so badly what i have, but now i don't even want hows it feel to have it? i couldnt sate it but maybe i was deeply depressed it doesnt diminish my character. but it diminishes you. exposes your WEAKNESS. you werent even a friend you poked fun at my features, especially crucial to the dent near my nose which were filled with rain drops from my pupils. there now tears are used as placeholders, for now they're never exposed so hastily brash, sorta insane, but with class, you took the sage and lit ablaze the incense with aroma my nasal could grasp heart rates out the bag. but a cat caught this lung! out of breath and out of reach a tongue with an abrasive touch, i just wanna say, what i wanna say, without the effect of me to stay in this funk i dont even try to be me, i try to be me, but for you just like me. to see me as something else besides a jaded complexion. you were into astrology. i read the sign of a pisces for august 10th and copied it cause i knew you would make the connection i manipulated myself, but in that i manipulated you all it took was a simple placement of emotion, for you to be the creative ink of my next scintillating muse pixelating. ruse. miscellanoeus. who? ive never been vindicated cause vindications rude. ive been to places, you..... couldnt move to. in a million years walk a mile in my boots.. where bricks fall from the ceiling and the steel-toe sorta disappears. dissipating. pointless. ventilating. poignant. vision aided moistness where physics plays a joint version of the bible's revelations. over and over again. my wound is opening. fix the sutures. fix my future. remove gauze remove smog. sterilize. feral eyes. then apply the ointment. its 2am
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