And the sun was honey, dripping slow
All the names we gave were stolen
All the poems were written and read
All the pictures had already been taken
And all the children, lived and dead.
May 15, 2009
11:53am
Back when I was pretty, I guess
- Jonathan says:
- hey, you there?
- Jonathan says:
- ooooooooooooooooo
- Jonathan says:
- I hope your computer isn't still trying to kill you again, I might try have an entertaining one way conversation here, maybe, after tea though
- JJonathan says:
- So what did you get up to today?
- Jonathan says:
- O: was working all day, ate a drifter bar, darius bought me a yacht, and I wrote a poem about a sad looking registration plate
- Jonathan says:
- A yacht?
- Jonathan says:
- O: Yeah but it was one of those shitty 42ft ones, I mean what a cunt, if you going to buy someone a yacht, there's kind of a 55ft+ expectation, what the fuck do you do with a 42ft yacht, look at it?
- Jonathan says:
- Some people ay
- Jonathan says:
- Tell me about it, i'm off to chop some wood
- Jonathan says:
- Okay, how random, take care
May 15, 2009
11:47am
The days when my fringe just won’t do what what I want.
May 15, 2009
11:43am
What is this? You watch this every day.
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