nothing holier than cake

look at what you've created mom.

this disaster hard center, built so frail. waiting for weeks because you only respond through snail mail. fuck you!

my chest is filled with red lights, and moments of meekness.i can live through it.

cursing your names and saying you blew it. though it may seem facetious.

she loves titles, wanted me to call her GAWD like some fucking priestess.

when you returned, she made you wait. it was hard so you found some downers, a quick escape.

one day she'll tell you why. smile, then kiss you and answer all your questions with lies.

she is heartbreak, the truth, a liar, and filled with youth. so wise.

soggy cereal

eye'm living this life all wrong. eye thought i needed to get a degree to please my family. i can see now. open eyes. but how?

promiscuous Badu's

you afrocentric chicks are the worst. your status reflects how much people have invested in you and I can see you are tired. beating and bashing me is all you've been doing. my life is boiling inside you, brewing. it's so loud in here... can't you hear? these Badu's are all over, with their sexy dreads, afros, and my buffalo clover. i'm satisfied, and content which is not good enough. i hoped you would call back... i called your bluff. meditation's the way and queens always sing sing "your love is king." my deepest dearest love was executed, argument is invalid you are undisputed. silent heartbreak, it's not foreign. so sorry i kindof let you back in, my life was so BORIN. Disasters fade like black pigment to grey, besides…….who said love was perfect anyway.

numB

excuse me, my moments of weakness does not mean i want your comfort. it is reassurance for me. spending all my time amongst these animals has molded me into an entertainer. like an empty diner, filled with desperate love and chocolate worms i am just getting along. spending all my time alone.

she called me fascinating, in Italian. she's on the money and has to buy me a shiny medallion. sorry, i make you uneasy and a little tense but my rep is super sleeeeezy and i'm on the defense. ra hasn't shown in a couple of days. i'm starting a new journey searching for that gaze. life's nearly complete, but you're not interested in that. my failures are more interesting...as a matter of fact. they make a great story at least. i've been reading my shit from 2009, and i have not been consistent to say the least...thats expected. e v o l i v i n g is what some call it. thats not conscious crush then roll it. it's terrible to think of you as more than life, but so amazing when we overcame our strife. i'm silly, don't tell me i've made it. it's mean to live in this fantastical world you created. but i'm in it.