goood day despite holding back the flooods
savanake park, spray jams
embedded skulls and grounded teeth, notice i lost the crucifix from my rosary chain
kinda fitting really
doughnuts
smokes
talks
we shoved into the car to lechlade
picked up chips
my thoughts were missing you all day
silence as you all spoke
swan invasion
beautiful jerks
spoke with sarah n cloudy n luke n charlie when i could
ive been welcommed into the family
adopt me dudes!
i need caring for, these next times loook uncertain
slept under the sun
"the phlem of a wasp"
wrestling
laughter
held back tears
i am missing you too much but i burn it down into a numb pit
ice cream was craved, picked up and driven back
i paced yer landing pad, you noticed and rubbed my hed n neared a hug as i backed away and knew those gates would open
i didnt wanna freak out yer kids
i rested and sunk into the sofa,
candles were lit
charlie closed curtains n said i needed to relax
we drew exquiste corpses
finally collaborated
i found yer copy of "the book of disquiet" after the bath times of luke n charlie
i read sections that neeeded
i willl pik this up before i burn
ive been tracing it for well over 5 years
fernandoa pessoa knew the deal
probably spelt wrong
have always wanted to read it sooo fukkkin much
it holds something greater then can be comprehended in our better days
we know very litttl of our nature
as far as im concerned we know shit of our selves
we have the capacity of limitlessness, but we are restricted by silent weapons
read will coooper
it will terrify
as well as open yer mind, u haVE TO BEAK PAST THAT POINT!!!!
we melted
i walked back to this
return
of guilt trappings, shit
undone
falling into darknesss
and i think of you
i think of you and know
i miss you to the point that this gi is all that holds me in that city, indo not ever wanna have to walk into yer haus again
id rather cease
that cat fuks me offf
male cats are jerks
males of any kind ARE
i ju wanna focus on babysitting, n cheltenham visit
maybe london
i hate that place
i dread my 30th
if u ost u r gone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i dont advertise for a fukkkin reaason!!!!!
existance equates shit
whatever you tll me and you
you are it
it suks shit
x
brain rot
Sunday 26 June 2011
Saturday 25 June 2011
DRUNK GERMANIC TEXT FROM BABY BRO
"joey, please dont be sorry for anything. i realised so much about life (as cheesy as itmay sound) when you were over..i have a bit of a hard time processingstuff you dont remember..but you will always be in my heartuntil i die. i love youdude. one day, i willput you out on vinyl maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan"
the fukkin fone wont let me call you future boy!
i want to be saturated by you 4!!!!!
taLKIN to sindre was good he better have huugged you all from me
emailing is a bit shit, tones are needed!!!
the fukkin fone wont let me call you future boy!
i want to be saturated by you 4!!!!!
taLKIN to sindre was good he better have huugged you all from me
emailing is a bit shit, tones are needed!!!
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