|05-15-2006, 03:23 PM||#2 (permalink)|
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
that wa sjust the biggest waste of my time ever
We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.
|05-15-2006, 05:16 PM||#4 (permalink)|
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
Waste of time....
How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers....