Well I’m glad you
found love in a
hopeless place because
you know what the rest
of us found?
“I really do/did love/hate/miss him/her”
…and I’ve probably written more of these than any other kind of poem
Clint Eastwood’s skin
I have a friend who loves avocado. He told me that he treats it as a natural butter and always have it in his kitchen. Even more, we went on a road trip together and he took it in his suitcase. I like avocado as well, it’s a nice addition to a breakfast. Lately I found an interesting recipe on White on rice couple blog and I was waiting for avocado with a reasonable price to use it.
do ducks have a safeword tho?
for the last three days, every conversation i’ve had has ended with twenty seconds of silence followed by “…people are so fucked up…
what’s a morning?
woof. things have got me down. been sitting in hate. mostly hate of hate. but still hate. need to process, but can’t because there’s no vocabulary built in for processing things like reactionary hate, things like powerlessness, big swarming things that weigh you down and fill your mouth with flies.
nobody hates like america hates, i think.
it’s so predictable, but it always hits like it comes out of nowhere somehow.
its raining now, which i’m taking as an excuse to stay in and simmer down. write about these things i find impossible to write about.
in the meantime, this ol’ blog needs something joyful to buoy it back up a bit.
SO. without further ado, I give you a photo montage [mostly for me] of nine various incarnations of the semi-Holy Triumvirate.
Gunman shoots 32-year-old Mark Carson dead in Greenwich Village bias attack: officials -
A homophobic gunman shot and killed a 32-year-old man at point-blank range after he unleashed a series of anti-gay slurs at the victim on a Greenwich Village street, cops said Saturday.
ISN’T IT JUST THE COOLEST THING THAT THIS KID HAD A .38 CALIBER REVOLVER IN HIS POCKET WALKING AROUND FOUR BLOCKS FROM WHERE I LIVE SHOOTING SOMEONE TO DEATH AT THE EXACT TIME AS I WAS WALKING HOME FROM A CONCERT?
ISN’T THAT JUST WHAT MAKES US SO FUCKING COOL AS AMERICANS?
ISN’T THAT WHAT MAKES US SO GODDAMN SPECIAL?
THAT WE CAN CARRY AROUND A FUCKING GAT BECAUSE IT’S OUR FUCKING CONSTITUTIONAL GODDAMN RIGHT?!
THAT WE CAN JUST FUCKING WHIP THAT SHIT OUT AND SHOOT ANYONE WE PLEASE - FAGGOT, NIGGER, SPICK, WHATEVER TAKES YOUR INTEREST!! - IN THE FUCKING FACE AND THEN MAKE SUPER-SILLY CUTESY GPOY FACES AT THE CAMERAS AS WE GET HANDCUFFED??
BRILLIANT. LOVE THIS COUNTRY. CUPCAKES FOR EVERYONE. SHOOT ALL THE FAGGOTS. ME NEXT.
COME AT ME, FUCKERS.
If someone can tell me why The Great Gatsby is a singularly great story in a sentence that doesn’t use the words “American” and “tragedy,” I MIGHT pay money to watch the movie and stop vomiting blood on everyone’s faces.
Hate lives in me like a knife plunged into a stomach.