Hand down my pants all day. Actually, not wearing pans. Hand in my robe all day. Half-chub. Just ate a tiny Snickers bar. Isn't that interesting? Ohio State fight. UFC fight. No more 4 a.m.s. No more waking up at noon. At least not tomorrow. Hot sauce on beans and chicken. Electric fly swatter, zap. And that was my day. Sun is down already, wtf.
:::crickets:::
808 | a glass of water is still too complicated to drink |
A pile of worn clothes sleeps on its side of the bed, me on mine. It is about the size of an average female human with minty breath and nice tits. I leave it there, add not-dirty-yet jeans, remove a sweatshirt, toss a bag or a damp towel. Time-lapse twists and turns while slow-motion dreaming. My arm over the pile, but no kiss goodnight. No, I do not kiss it goodnight. No.
The herd of black socks with gray toes and heels came in the mail: ordered them online: the good feeling is too much: it should not feel this good: I do not deserve it: or the socks: they are soft.
The herd of black socks with gray toes and heels came in the mail: ordered them online: the good feeling is too much: it should not feel this good: I do not deserve it: or the socks: they are soft.
1159 [369 ride or die]
start with teh asdf ready go be all deep like an internet writer like one who is friends with other internet writers even tho that is a bitter pill to swallow becuz you think that
most of em suck ok umm yeah well the thing is they think you suck in return so what is the difference really
yeah! you say but
i
can beat them down and body slam them in the wild wild west and kool moe dee yawns or i yawn or someone in a starbucks with their mac yawns or idk like maybe
a cat yawns like a talking cartoon cat that sits in a tree and is fat like the one in that pedophile fairy tale i dunno anyway yeah kinda getting off track as usual right haha tyb motherfuckin pussy poker extraordinaire plz excuse yo tengo holes in my brain
anyway
so you write and you go:
vaginica, your pussy lips are rubber and my face is made of sand
blah blah blah
and you do this for a year or years and then hey who knows maybe someone finally gives you a book deal or like maybe you get a job at alliance data hassling ppl for bills they ain't never gonna pay anyhow or like
maybe
you move back in with your mom and tell everyone you meet that she lives with YOU! maybe you
get kinda broke-ish maybe
you ask people to buy you absolut and cranberry drinks at the neighborhood shithole bar may
be what i am typing makes no sense maybe it is becuz i am deep
maybe umm i
d
k
maybe who knows ok we'll get off that topic for a minute becuz i need to tell you something i know 2 girls one is all about allah and the other one yahweh and they wear the special outfits distributed by their religions and here is the thing:
i want to fuck both of them at once like internet porn well actually get a double handjob while they look into the camera ok how does that
sound i mean it wil
l
be mycontribution to wrold peace dude.
hot right bless.
most of em suck ok umm yeah well the thing is they think you suck in return so what is the difference really
yeah! you say but
i
can beat them down and body slam them in the wild wild west and kool moe dee yawns or i yawn or someone in a starbucks with their mac yawns or idk like maybe
a cat yawns like a talking cartoon cat that sits in a tree and is fat like the one in that pedophile fairy tale i dunno anyway yeah kinda getting off track as usual right haha tyb motherfuckin pussy poker extraordinaire plz excuse yo tengo holes in my brain
anyway
so you write and you go:
vaginica, your pussy lips are rubber and my face is made of sand
blah blah blah
and you do this for a year or years and then hey who knows maybe someone finally gives you a book deal or like maybe you get a job at alliance data hassling ppl for bills they ain't never gonna pay anyhow or like
maybe
you move back in with your mom and tell everyone you meet that she lives with YOU! maybe you
get kinda broke-ish maybe
you ask people to buy you absolut and cranberry drinks at the neighborhood shithole bar may
be what i am typing makes no sense maybe it is becuz i am deep
maybe umm i
d
k
maybe who knows ok we'll get off that topic for a minute becuz i need to tell you something i know 2 girls one is all about allah and the other one yahweh and they wear the special outfits distributed by their religions and here is the thing:
i want to fuck both of them at once like internet porn well actually get a double handjob while they look into the camera ok how does that
sound i mean it wil
l
be mycontribution to wrold peace dude.
hot right bless.
1844
I know yer lucky because you sit on the couch with one hand in your underpants and I bring you thick, juicy pork chops that are better than eating cunts and I set them before you and just as you are biting into them, your mouth full, you look up and start to yell for a beer only to find me setting down a nice, frosty, cold one right next to your plate and you smile through a mouthful of chewed up pig flesh and I walk away and let you watch your dumb sports shows.
I also know yer lucky because when I wake up, piss and stagger out to the kitchen so I can let the dog out, rubbing my crusty eyes, fright wig hair, Care Bear pj pants, D.A.R.E. t-shirt, and you grab my wrists and lead me back to the bedroom and molest my chest and then jack off into my open mouth, I don’t say a word. I just let it happen.
I feel like you should put up a billboard or something or make t-shirts saying how lucky you are.
I feel like you should never, ever be a dick to me.
I feel like a whipped bitch.
I feel like,
I also know yer lucky because when I wake up, piss and stagger out to the kitchen so I can let the dog out, rubbing my crusty eyes, fright wig hair, Care Bear pj pants, D.A.R.E. t-shirt, and you grab my wrists and lead me back to the bedroom and molest my chest and then jack off into my open mouth, I don’t say a word. I just let it happen.
I feel like you should put up a billboard or something or make t-shirts saying how lucky you are.
I feel like you should never, ever be a dick to me.
I feel like a whipped bitch.
I feel like,
you
are lucky.
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