January 21, 2010 § Leave a comment

fo lyf babes.


Richie Rich

January 19, 2010 § 1 Comment

when I grow up

January 15, 2010 § 1 Comment

When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what I’ll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I’ve never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I’m very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you

You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I’m waiting for him to catch me


January 11, 2010 § Leave a comment

Are you actually doing this because it’s ethically appropriate and inevitably benefits your health or are you just doing it for the sake of being part of a group of prats who are so self righteous, that they mistake being humane with labels and uppity attitudes that serve their cause a lack of respect.

what I am saying is, don’t do it because you think it will give you big up’s with the “cool kids”, do it because it’s the right thing to do and deep down in your soul know that it is something you have made the choice to do for the rest of your life, not making it some passing fad.

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