Archive for May, 2009
i can rip out two tear sheets from teen vogue and relix magazines with my copyright but ironically enough i almost didn’t have all the funds and bob dylan randomly began to play subterranean homesick blues. luckily i dug another dollar bill from the bottom of my pocket book to pay for the change on top of the only ten i had left to my name. relationships are the same. you win sometimes you loose someone else’s gain like the hundred i had tucked into my passport somebody must have claimed. the puzzle of my identity are finally piecing back together but i believe in all this mean time we live for an invaluable passion. if rock paper scissors was a competition then love is what was won.
he asked out princess but come to find out from a little birdie called abby road mr. wonderful has been in bed with her flatmate for the last few months swooning her before hand with champagne and oysters. i told duchess and she said he has been pursuing her cousin and i just ran into him with his ex-girlfriend looking like they were in love. opening night of james bond he tried to get in my pants but i said no due to my own personal reasons. princess was in love with his conversation then and couldn’t understand why i would pass up the perfect potential lover. maybe it was because i know something you don’t know or i got bored and i would bet money that he never deleted those incriminating photos of me in a pianos bathroom off his i phone. subconsciously we’re all in love with fucking the player but unfortunately we trip then hope we don’t fall and this is the reason all of our knees end up covered in blood.
i was in a coma until a lifesaver woke me up from this never ending nightmare. he was there all along and in my wildest day dream i always believed a fantasy could turn into something real but i never dared myself to think it could happen to me. i have had the worst luck over these last couple months but i’m not going to let myself blame my personal responsibility on anyone else. if you’re up to the challenge then why don’t you step into my souls and take a little stroll around the block just to see what fun you could possibly run into if you pretend to be me. you can hold my hand while i tip toe barefoot through these puddles until we reach the swingset that takes us to the red hot air balloon when we transfer in order to get all the way up to the moon. i’m on the list with a plus one. there’s a hammock reserved for you and me but the dead bolt won’t open until you fix the lock or i locate the key.