Thursday, January 22, 2015

attenuated note.

bike thieves just break my heart and i want to pulverize them.

fenster's whiskers.

lavender galactic.



i can't wait to hug you. i feel so grim.

i don't think there's a hell after this one, but the way my luck is going who knows.

i guess war horse is typical spielbergian horseshit, but the horse is damn good. why would that stupid farmer want to plow with him, or shoot him for not plowing, what an asshole!

it'll be ok

the thief will be sorry (yeah right)


it's not the loss so much as the invasion. then the loss.

it's ok dug, really, that's not lip service, it really is ok.

long way from any way

martin luther king. i'm sorry i failed to address you on your official day but you were murdeed by america anyway and what i mourn is what you were about to do.

may i interject.







white shades.

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