You’re my song for now and the song is on until its off and that moment hasn’t come so far you’re still my song for now and its on and when it’s off I’ll be the first one to see that the melody is done You’re a butterfly baby, cocooning I’m not losing you I’m … Continue reading The handwriting slant of Ricardo Leyva Muñoz Ramírez
Perhaps I’m more than just a lover but only slightly less than a wife- Because that irritation that you need to feel with her, with me, exits life.. Perhaps you want me to stay, always, but simply cannot say… Too much bullshit forever wrecklessly at play- Perhaps I’m that awesome space between the two, in … Continue reading Job Description
Wrecking Peter to piss off Paul Selling sex on the road to Damascus and met Saul And it’s gonna be a long haul from here y’all Hell ain’t far from this direction at all I still want his kisses but if he gave them I’d deflect I don’t deserve anything that I wouldn’t reject I’m … Continue reading Demented Forever
Verily I say unto thee This bitch is completely crazy… Did he not just sayeth unto me That he was no longer free? Uhhhhhhh Abba sees all foul things From the depths of this emotional tormenting Hear me Ruth, please, hear me Naomi A heartless NINJA will henceforth spring Fucking up his equation for gravity … Continue reading Phantogram in Heavy Rotation… or He love Jesus so much but not me…
It could have all been purposely and strategically executed or it could all have been the most random of accidents and more than likely a huge mistake. It could all mean something and be linked and relevant or maybe, just maybe, it’s the longest suicide note ever left by any sentient beings in the history … Continue reading Hopeless Halyomorpha halys
Maybe, baby, they don’t want you like I do Because you can’t do nothing for them Except for listen to their problems and hug them tight Except for kiss them at all hours of the day and night Even though you can give them all your free time Even though you can pay attention which … Continue reading Tom Odell Tunes
In my mind, you go walking barefoot every dawn, unshackled through great cities of other thoughts- You’ve seen the towers of self esteem that protrude and detract with situational weather; you’ve strolled past the open shop windows of lust and morality that plague my decisions and hopes muddled together, you’ve tip toed through the depression … Continue reading Getting by on self helper’s high
