That bee ran into my window to my soul. The pigeon scrathed the f up my spirit.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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Petal pushing.
I've gone schizo because of food poison. I ate raw hot dog and then make me very scare until yesterday with today reside too. I felt like plane crash soon or maybe time froze and I'm suppose to help me and other people too. It isn't right to say what I am when I only know. The center right now isn't scary. It's very moody and change. I need to journal a lot of the problems math with me. Do I grasp the concept of finances. Do I see the point to going -free. I do not want to stop a thing I've got. I bet with little I can last a lot. I say 2 year and the I get the free. I only can have a carton/mo and that is a lot of what I need, only. Pre-eminent for the shade has me thinking soon pan handle while asking for a beating. Maybe I have too much of you for talk and less of the my to get and get. In 2 year I get out. Plain and simple.
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Thai
I had it. I've had it. I'm tired. We talked it was a strange exchange. That hearing I've got and the talking she's got and vice versa. Like a new versa Nissan in the chairs beneath. I got to forgetting the part where there's a dividng from looks and words too. You aren't. I want to.
Hacksaws and saws and hammers. Do you have these stories? Maybe lost the hole by now. Soften my spots. The soft we all have. No, only for it's me. It isn't at the topest. It can be both ears. I'm sorry. I didn't want to intrude. I was ringing the door bell. Did the waiter get your orders. Right? Why? Let me know? I score 19 ok. 19 of 18.
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Can't produce any more. The 3rd verb for me to finally enjoy is a simple reality check.
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Still don't know if I am going to jump into the bathroom to fix myself. After 10 minutes of searching. It's always that last place and first place to feel alright with.
It isn't formally self sabotage. It's a wtf that I'm down with.
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What
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Oh the lies. I can't find that can find for my chap.
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That little Long Beach
I'm sitting around and laying around and watching the f up of non-viral sequences of lice in somebody's hair or the two that scarred me straight in middle school. I made the conscious decisions to leave that alone. I have and now I hear scant references of some. My com slowed down this season. Is it going to happen again?
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D Hill
Wtf is this duty. What the f. No, it isn't okay. I am me, I am b.
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I never use my own head in order to read what I wrote matter of factly. I read in through spaces, its insane. I can't. Besides hating it all, there are memorable spots when I divulge a feeling or secretly letting out of the fam bam, yeah. I can bring names and say. I am currently staying away from that suprstious me. Can't undo the water. Won't eat that color. See into the blur, feel cuts all over. I'm not drugged I'm not drugging. See it through, I've become a full blown addict. Sad that I called for enablerings what a crappy and phony way to live along life's terms. I can't get over him, or her, we are poor, or him, their old, or myself, oh i totally forgot, I am, done.
Into new ideas I'm dedicating just pure truth into applications and do what I did before. Getting the same response though. It might end it elder abuser again. Play into their world. Let's word around each other while I shout old Huck Finn and prompt the wrong twins and right fellows to get scared.
Hi, I'm trouble.
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3 months ago I had a lapse in memory and judgement. The room I had changed dramatically. Maybe an inch tall and a square inch for floor space. There were these guys dropping by passed my open door. And the screen in back here kept me from the sun. I could not tell what time it was no matter what it stayed days forever and I'd sleep night time and wake at night time too. Stinking was a killer. Killer had pissed on me and kept doing it until a cleaned head of hair the night before still stunk of it. Homeless pee.
Today I challenge it all again. Trip or no trip, someone had been riiiiggghhhhtttt there. What do you want?
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What am I? I wasn't a food. I became my spirit animal's best friends that will stand- whatever I forget. I was the penguin, basically.
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I like gay. She's very traditional and can be set in her on way. I like how she makes things make sense. Like for me as a wee tot that questioning it's possibilty. It's simple. I looked a lot of stuff on it and can you believe we've got stonewallers here. I know it's predicable L.A. it's creepy.
Whenever I used to bring her up I felt wrong. Eventually all her friends became strangers as I withdrew from earth and threw my towel into the ring because they have eyes, so, it bugged me. Everyone look at us. No matter what.
The pain sometime gets me today. They're usually mom issues. And the girls always will say that have her back. It's just too much, I want her to have helping hands but also me to care more for. Sibling rivalry or yeah.
I'm only being tonight the drinker will come back and the mirror is going to pop out.
G'night.
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