Pornographic Spam

Attention, readers!
Since most of you who are reading this right now are the very people I am talking about/to, I'll just jump right into it.

Due to the pornographic language and spam I have been receiving from people in languages I have to go to google translator to understand, I have decided to discontinue this blog.

So thanks, and fuck you.

It's not as though I am Bigger and Better
In fact, those aren't two words I would link
Hand in hand
I see the bigger picture
Feel better.
I see a better world
Feel bigger
Too Big.
Shrink
Smaller
and feel better.
Until it is time to grow once again
Grow up
Grow older
Get over
Move on.
To these Bigger
These Better things,
So big and so better
That I shrink smaller
So I can float over them.
How could I reach the top
Of something so much bigger
Better than I
Any other way?

Turtle

Synonymous
To the cliché
Of a lipstick stain on a window pane
Anonymous
On the freeway
While the radio blares
To keep you sane
And somewhere in the midst of this
A passenger
A messy kiss
I will hide
Inside my shell
A place that I know
Very well
Hey streetwalker
My road blocker
I’d like someone to hide behind
Keep walking home
Pay me no mind
And somewhere in the midst of this
Oblivious stranger
Awkwardness
I will hide
Inside my shell
A place that I know
Very well
Steam is rising in your voice
I’m left with a familiar choice
Prop my knees
Close to my face
Hold them in my arms embrace
Or fight for power
Scream and yell
Knock you down
Start raising hell
But as I feel my fear begin to swell
I hold to that familiar spell
And I will hide
Inside my shell
A place that I know
Very well

I double posted this

And now I forget how to delete entries. So let this serve as a delete button

You're so concerned with being right and winning that you can't even see what you are destroying in the process

I looked in the mirror
not once
not twice
not three times
I looked in the mirror
One time too many
And I have proved
it is possible
to gain
15 pounds
in 2
weeks.
my clothes are laughing
at me

This hotel room is nice. It's high up, I can see out pretty far even when it's dark out. Too bad traveling makes me unusually depressed. Can't have everything I guess.

I like having somewhere to myself though, even if I am alone.
I'm off right now, I can't seem to get right yet.

Comment on this please. just not in english

Headache. Concussion. Brain hates. Me. Ouch. Ouch, Ouch, Ouch.
I keep trying to study and do homework like this. biggest failure ever

Headache. Concussion. Brain hates. Me. Ouch. Ouch, Ouch, Ouch.
I keep trying to study and do homework like this. biggest failure ever

WHAT A SPLENDID DAY IT IS IN THE GRAND OUTDOORS

Today, I went to the wrong building
I was redirected
To another building
I went
To that other building
That other fucking building
Who knew it was the wrong building
The wrong fucking building
Hospital beds, non-English speaking receptionist, half-retarded nurses
It was the second building I went to
The second fucking building
The directions were wrong
The floor was wrong
SAY 12TH FLOOR IN ENGLISH, PLEASE, SIR
I walk past a bed
With a sign that said "dirty" on it
A sad face printed below it
Someone had died in that bed
Someone fucking died in that bed
And I looked for the elevator
The fucking elevator
Found a nurse
Stupid nurse
Are you here for a class?
A fucking class.
ARE YOU HERE FOR A CLASS?
A FUCKING CLASS?!?!
I'm here for the eating disorders group.
The weight management class?
THE EATING DISORDERS GROUP
Are you here for a class?
A fucking class.
Forget it.
Stupid fucking nurse
Stupid fucking building
The wrong building
Pass the bed
Someone died in that bed
That fucking bed.
Shut up.
No Smoking
No FUCKING smoking
Smoke
Cry
Fucking cry
Baby
Could you smell the dead person on their sheets?
And you know
It's funny
It wasn't funny then
And it's really no funnier now
But it's certainly a nice way to frame
Difficult words
It's funny
IT'S FUNNY
IT'S FUCKING FUNNY!
Hilarious!
No, stupid.
Fucking stupid
Not that kind of funny
Lean back, deflect, smirk
Grandios disillusion kind of funny
Fake funny
Fake fucking funny
Funny
Fake
Fuck.
Who to call
Who to call?
Someone calls you
Don't call anyone
Is the best advice they roundabout give.
Sort it out in your own head
Need.
Needy, needy need.
Tear stained pile of needy needy
Needy fucking need
Speak to a therapist tomorrow!
Need.
Won't.
Don't need.
Fucking need.
Say a word enough it loses all meaning
And I don't need
Need
It means nothing to me
Don't touch my shoulder I don't need you
Skip said "need" for professional help
Skip Need Twice
Professional help Need would simply tell you
Need
Fucking need
It's OK
To need.
I do not need.
Needy fucking need
Pathetic ball on the stairs lost her way
Need Directions!
Need guidance...
Need a friiiiiiend
Need FOOD
Need water.
Need therapy,
Need medication?
Need Doctors
Need prescriptions*
Need (family)
Need love:
So God Damn needy
I should have known better
Rigid drive home
Pass a building on my left
The building I was supposed to go to
The fucking building
I couldn't find my way there
Until I left
I'm not going back there
Needy.

Inconvenient

I am washing my coffee-stained dress, full heartedly assured the stains are permanent, but washing it anyhow. I hang it to dry on the drying rack, seeing that the stain is still just as present as it was before I washed it, and hanging it to dry anyhow. I sit down on the toilet, 10, 15, maybe 20 minutes later, and it is raining! On my head. Full drops of water. It is pouring rain. Rain...it must be acid rain...all rain is acid rain, isn't it? But it smells like perfume! I am being rained on by perfumed rain! It dots my eyes, curls my straightened hair, sticks to my back. This rain really does have an odd smell, and does not belong in my bathroom, and surely not directly over my toilet. It is not raining anywhere else in my bathroom. Why is it raining perfume rain over the toilet, while I am on it?
It smells like laundry
Like Woolite!
Woolite?
Ohhh
Oh!
Oh.
oh...
My wet-washed-stained-with-coffee-permanenty dress, is, in fact, on my drying rack, which is, in fact, placed inconveniently above my toilet, which is, in fact, where I am sitting, which is why, in fact, I am covered in perfume scented rain, which is, in fact, actually Woolite scented rain, which does, in fact, smell quite nice. I wouldn't mind smelling like Woolite all the time.

I do, however, mind coffee stains all over the ass of my dress.
Woolite doesn't care.
Rain on me Woolite, fuck you, says Woolite, I will not clean your dress, but I will pee on you while you pee.

Permanent Fixture: Shannon Saunders Cover

Prince of Spades-Dispatch Cover

I do homework at least 8 hours a day
i am not a-fibbin
my blog is boring these days
i dont have the time to write about why i have no time

i'm addicted a studying. a homeworkaholic

BOOKS

I just wiped down every book I own with windex

I want to close the door
To my house
I want to get in bed
Every night
At a reasonable time
And sleep through the night
I want to wake up rested
I want to have every hour of the day and night
To myself
See everything
is falling totally apart
Because I give all my time
To you
To her
To him
To them
And then I am left with no time & nothing
For me

sometimes i get sad.