Aphoristic brevity..hmmm
I’m dancing on my keyboard with an ice block in my melting fingers J
I love chocolate but it can’t cure my phoney phix
;\ ;[ :{ :[ make good grumpy faces
I have a never ending must watch/listen to do list….
What ill do doesn’t depend on what I want to do
Considering I want to sleep at this hour..life is not working very well
Considering my phone is my life
Its switched off right now
Buried beneath pics of a girl who smiled in the face of disaster..the one I used to be
I used to follow the retard smile theory without even knowing it]
I was too much of a dimpler to notice
I take awesome pics
Wont be able to now
It makes death groans, battle cries as it helplessly blinks itself into permanent sleep
My phone that is
The one who’s battery I fucked up
The one that isn’t even really mine
The one I have to pay for from my naked bank accounts
Chocolate for him too
Wreaths of brown dark brown chocolate wont cure him
He has attitude man I miss him
Icy fingers type faster
They really do iced lips chap faster
They do
They really do
Angry eyes close faster
They do they really do
Ppl like me break faster
They do they really do
Listening to…..someone else’s past playlist…
Swollen numbness
Random thoughtedness
Confounded contemplationism
Ah..longwordism
All isms are worthless questions of philosophy
The understood is tagged
Woken up
Slept down
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