SRU: Special Rape Unit.
"That's what R. Kelly calls whats in his boxers"
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
I never know what to expect, so I'll expect the worst. And I know you won't let me down.
and I wished I was someone else. and I wished it was warmer. and when I got home, I thought about you. like a desperate policeman, searching for clues. and I almost passed out, just then. and I shut my eyes again. headed for the dark hillsides. in the hidden places.
Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm gonna get real fucking drunk. I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so so drunk, pass out, and forget your face by the time I wake up.
Love me, I'll be anyobdy you want me to be. Use me. Change me. I can be thin with big breasts and big hair. Take me apart. Make me into anything, but just love me.
There's a whole world down in the ocean. filled with talking shrimp, and boys who call you back. but my breath won't hold long enough.
I was going to figure out the postage, and send you my heart. But my friends talked me out of it. The said "Why would you send him something broken?"
And so I drink to stay warm.
And to kill selected memories.
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight.
As Ray Porter watches Mirabelle walk away he feels a loss. How is it possible, he thinks, to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance so that when she was gone he would not miss her. Only then does he realize that wanting part of her and not all of her had hurt them both and how he cannot justify his actions except that... well... it was life.
and I wished I was someone else. and I wished it was warmer. and when I got home, I thought about you. like a desperate policeman, searching for clues. and I almost passed out, just then. and I shut my eyes again. headed for the dark hillsides. in the hidden places.
Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm gonna get real fucking drunk. I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so so drunk, pass out, and forget your face by the time I wake up.
Love me, I'll be anyobdy you want me to be. Use me. Change me. I can be thin with big breasts and big hair. Take me apart. Make me into anything, but just love me.
There's a whole world down in the ocean. filled with talking shrimp, and boys who call you back. but my breath won't hold long enough.
I was going to figure out the postage, and send you my heart. But my friends talked me out of it. The said "Why would you send him something broken?"
And so I drink to stay warm.
And to kill selected memories.
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight.
As Ray Porter watches Mirabelle walk away he feels a loss. How is it possible, he thinks, to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance so that when she was gone he would not miss her. Only then does he realize that wanting part of her and not all of her had hurt them both and how he cannot justify his actions except that... well... it was life.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
effyou04: i try to sway away from falling in love with sneakers.
effyou04: especially gay ones
effyou04: they cant give me what i need.
Bukowski is Love: I am rolling my eyes right now
Bukowski is Love: you can't see me
Bukowski is Love: but I am
effyou04: and i am jerking off right now
effyou04: you cant see me
effyou04: but i am.
Bukowski is Love: ew. pervert.
effyou04: especially gay ones
effyou04: they cant give me what i need.
Bukowski is Love: I am rolling my eyes right now
Bukowski is Love: you can't see me
Bukowski is Love: but I am
effyou04: and i am jerking off right now
effyou04: you cant see me
effyou04: but i am.
Bukowski is Love: ew. pervert.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Bukowski is Love: why are all my friends drunks?
ef fy o u0 4: because you yourself are a drunk?
ef fy o u0 4: that is the only explanation.
Bukowski is Love: I am not drunk!
Bukowski is Love: I haven't drank since...
Bukowski is Love: what did we do on Saturday?
ef fy o u0 4: i dont remember.
Bukowski is Love: me neither
ef fy o u0 4: exactly
ef fy o u0 4: because you yourself are a drunk?
ef fy o u0 4: that is the only explanation.
Bukowski is Love: I am not drunk!
Bukowski is Love: I haven't drank since...
Bukowski is Love: what did we do on Saturday?
ef fy o u0 4: i dont remember.
Bukowski is Love: me neither
ef fy o u0 4: exactly
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
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| Favorite Quotes: | "the way to create art is to burn and destroy ordinary concepts and to substitute them with new truths that run down from the top of the head and out from the heart." [Charles Bukowski <3] "To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing." "What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you love. That's what matters. That's the only thing that counts. " "Maybe all men are a drug. Sometimes, they bring you down, and sometimes, like now, they get you so high." |
| About Me: | "Jackie has more photo comments than wall posts. The normal rules of Facebook do not apply to Jackie." - Scott "You are the most deep seated cocky bastard ever." - Colm |
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
AD42RL: how did u pick up a guy with 1 front tooth
squidcore: Bulllllllllllllllllshit. You are the most deep seated cocky bastard ever.
effyou04: i like retards.
Bukowski is Love: I like assholes
effyou04: exactly.
effyou04: we are two fucked up girls
effyou04: with fucked up taste in boys.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=1UnYgaqW4kE
1-22 Camera Obscura 930
2-16 Matt and Kim Sonar
3-02 Thermals BC
3-05 Bright Eyes 930
squidcore: Bulllllllllllllllllshit. You are the most deep seated cocky bastard ever.
effyou04: i like retards.
Bukowski is Love: I like assholes
effyou04: exactly.
effyou04: we are two fucked up girls
effyou04: with fucked up taste in boys.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=1UnYgaqW4kE
1-22 Camera Obscura 930
2-16 Matt and Kim Sonar
3-02 Thermals BC
3-05 Bright Eyes 930
Sunday, January 28, 2007
If we shared our lives together...
...why didn't we share our lives?
You shouldn't have
to tell me everything, Derek.
But why wouldn't you want to?
Unless there's somebody else
you're waiting for.
Someone who isn't afraid to say,
"The past isn't past, Derek."
Or, "I really wanna meet your folks."
Or, "I really, really hate hockey."
- You do?
- Oh, to the bottom of the ninth.
- That's baseball.
- You see that?
I was just too afraid to be honest
with you, with myself, because,
If I was really honest,
gut-wrenching honest,
then I'd have to admit,
that we weren't right,
the way you guys are.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Monday, December 11, 2006
Bukowski is Love: why didn't you guys get the sushi boat? you had enough people
AD42RL: lack of confidence
Bukowski is Love: ...
Bukowski is Love: that's the most pitiful thing I have ever heard
LadyRepublica: you know
LadyRepublica: you should walk around naked more often
LadyRepublica: it would be total eye candy
AD42RL: lack of confidence
Bukowski is Love: ...
Bukowski is Love: that's the most pitiful thing I have ever heard
LadyRepublica: you know
LadyRepublica: you should walk around naked more often
LadyRepublica: it would be total eye candy
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Bukowski is Love: time does not move inside the station.
Bukowski is Love: as soon as you step out of the station, time speeds up really fast until you're back to the present time
squidcore: No, I'm pretty sure the station is not a vortext of untime.
squidcore: Or else the Physics Department would be hankering for another Nobel Prize just for hanging out with us.
Bukowski is Love: hey. it could happen.
squidcore: To quote a t-shirt, Science means that not all dreams can come true.
Bukowski is Love: To quote me, Science is a lie. Just like Jesus.
Bukowski is Love: as soon as you step out of the station, time speeds up really fast until you're back to the present time
squidcore: No, I'm pretty sure the station is not a vortext of untime.
squidcore: Or else the Physics Department would be hankering for another Nobel Prize just for hanging out with us.
Bukowski is Love: hey. it could happen.
squidcore: To quote a t-shirt, Science means that not all dreams can come true.
Bukowski is Love: To quote me, Science is a lie. Just like Jesus.
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