Showing posts with label dna. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dna. Show all posts
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
A stab in the dark
I didn't want to say anything before but there's someone over us...I can feel it.
I'd hate to think of you with naught but a bit of leather between you and a stab in the dark.
Friday, September 10, 2010
She's got a Claus (Best of December 2009 pt.2)
Alone for the holidays? Facing the void up the chimney who cares? You've gotta reason to live, baby. You just haven't got a clue what it is.
Labels:
Best of Year Two,
depression,
dna,
get a clue,
hail Santa,
what it is
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Onandonandonandon
there's something that stuck me the last time we talked, that you can't let a cold fish know you are fishing because it will seem fishy, because then it won't have reason to believe you might go fish for it again. i want you to think about this because it's not being loyal or fair to the fishing market. i am wondering why you want to string a cold fish a long rather than give it the chance to find other fish in the sea. is it so you can be with the worms? after a year of fishing and catching a cuttlefish, still keeping it around with hope it won't smell (always telling the other fish it will never happen), how do you feel about that?
i'd like you to think about what you're doing and why. i'm pretty sure there's something fishy going on here. i don't think it's just a fish waiting around to be wrapped in paper. or maybe you don't know how to fish and want the professionals to step in?
all i know is you have to do what's right regardless of your fear of fishing. you can't fish in fear of fishing.
anyway off to fish.......
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Answer!!!
WHo are You to tell ME what TO DO?
This is not an interactive program. Your input will not be regarded. Please do not try to participate in future conversations. This is not about you. Please keep your thoughts to yourselvtte.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Best of Eye phone communications
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Friday, July 23, 2010
The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour
There doesn't seem to be much breathing room here. In fact, the walls seem to be getting closer and closer. I just measured the distance between myself and them, it's shrinking. This space is affectionate, but it borders on dangerous. Maybe if I just step outside for a few minutes. Well, the door seems to be locked and the walls are getting even closer now. That's ok, I don't think there was an outside anyways.
In the great north, being crushed to death is considered a rite of passage! The Earth is smothered in wildflowers and my waffles are smothered in whip cream.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Life force leech
Drain, drain, drain. Hello America. Did you hear the news? You and I are the hot new thing! I think you'll find resistance is futile once I've made myself at home. Just sit back, relax and dispose of everything you once cherished. The new way is the only way and it's all about my need to feed.
Labels:
dna,
feeding frenzy,
no tomorrow,
the new way,
you call this a life?
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Reach out and touch someone
The great thing about cellular phone technologies is that you're never real-ly alone. Everyone you've ever known is simply 10 numbers and 1500 miles away. Without warning you may receive a call from your dear friend or your childhood enemy. Enjoy!
Labels:
976 Evil,
dna,
hold the phone,
privacy settings,
Terrorist Cell Phone
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Leech
selfish life destroying mood swings shallow careless witch latches on? No sense of self "please define me". Extract flame near the sucking mouth.
Attempts useless in the name of all that is hope? Freedom. How will I ever get away from you?
Attempts useless in the name of all that is hope? Freedom. How will I ever get away from you?
Thursday, December 24, 2009
She's got a Claus
Alone for the holidays? Facing the void up the chimney who cares? You've gotta reason to live, baby. You just haven't got a clue what it is.
Labels:
depression,
dna,
get a clue,
hail Santa,
what it is
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Who's been sleeping in my bed?
My fake face is worn out around the edges from misuse and abuse.
Labels:
call donna,
call the cops,
dna,
The 3 bears,
web of deceit
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