10-03-2014, 06:58 PM
yea that was shitty, thanks.
you're right about that. I know there has to be a better word to express what I mean there.
aaaaand it was simple.
here's a poem from tonight. Cried my fucking eyes out like Ben Stiller in Something About Mary...only she stayed with Brett Favre and didn't come chasing after me. Of course. Posting this here because the thread title is apt.
it seems like I can only attract women online, where they look at my profile and read my writing. I guess they fall in love with a part of me I express there that transcends my horrible looks so I'm at least fuck worthy. And this was at a Cubensis show. Fuck free love right in the pig's arse, ladies and gents. Think I'll just pay for sex.
can't remember what it was
but the numbers sink and thud
equations shift, forms and line
led by heat as chickens lie
conversation was my art
expressed to her my broken heart
and how the music seeks to heal
sucked me in till love was real
I felt that it had gone so well
conversed her up, my pride did swell
such as did another thing
blonde hair is the bell I ring
3 hours of her thoughts and plans
until appeared another man:
stood there with his classic looks
O the tremors, room has shook
he has such perfect fucking hair!
perfect body, perfect stare
glances me and sees me weak
looks at her, begins to speak
my diamond crown to the floor
I know her now forevermore
siren with her pale grey sack
other man she goes to snack
you're right about that. I know there has to be a better word to express what I mean there.
aaaaand it was simple.
here's a poem from tonight. Cried my fucking eyes out like Ben Stiller in Something About Mary...only she stayed with Brett Favre and didn't come chasing after me. Of course. Posting this here because the thread title is apt.
it seems like I can only attract women online, where they look at my profile and read my writing. I guess they fall in love with a part of me I express there that transcends my horrible looks so I'm at least fuck worthy. And this was at a Cubensis show. Fuck free love right in the pig's arse, ladies and gents. Think I'll just pay for sex.
can't remember what it was
but the numbers sink and thud
equations shift, forms and line
led by heat as chickens lie
conversation was my art
expressed to her my broken heart
and how the music seeks to heal
sucked me in till love was real
I felt that it had gone so well
conversed her up, my pride did swell
such as did another thing
blonde hair is the bell I ring
3 hours of her thoughts and plans
until appeared another man:
stood there with his classic looks
O the tremors, room has shook
he has such perfect fucking hair!
perfect body, perfect stare
glances me and sees me weak
looks at her, begins to speak
my diamond crown to the floor
I know her now forevermore
siren with her pale grey sack
other man she goes to snack
