accolades and audiences may tempt a loftier leap or sweeter smile, but my own eyes and ears rank heaviest on my overall opera. i find my finest feats of human kindness are always best carried out stag. there’s nothing more fulfilling than hearing the applause of...
batshit crazy = me. five of our smoke alarms decided to lose their juice last night starting at 1:38am. not to take up all my time at once, each alarm politely waited 45 minutes in turn {once i had re-ensconced myself back into bed} to SOUND their hair curling screech...
i’m sure there was some sort of mistake. i’m so not worthy of such an award, but, in what i suspect was copious amount of black tar heroin consumption, the divine deborah of dumbwit tellher bestowed the very generous kreativ blogger badge upon moi. to say...
i’m back on the crack. with zero regrets. 2am 4am, 6am (thank you amanda), 8am, 10am, 1pm, 2:30pm, 5pm…. i can’t explain the amour, the attraction, the courtship of sipping my piping hot, syrupy black love. it ministers my moments with meditation;...
scoot over clouds! you’re taking up all the sky. greedy bullies aren’t asked back to the ball; i don’t care how poofy a dress you wear. please let the sun have a teeny spot of dance floor space. signed, shivering teeth image Similar posts:tepid...
talk to me sunshine, drop me a line. let me know your gums are healthy and teeth are white. it’s been a shivery june, full of goosebumps and sweaters; making foreheads furrow and yawns appear uninvited. if you insist on continuing this cloudy coyness, at least...
