Gangs of New Yawk
Daniel Day=Holy Shit Badass
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
Punk Rock changed our lives.– D Boon
House to myself
—no one to party with. ain’t that a bitch?
you're not a model
you get your picture taken. Welcome to the 21st century.
That awkward moment when you realize that, yet again, nobody understands a fucking word coming out of your mouth.
Dear Banana Chips,
I’m about to fuck you up right now. Love, Sean
in case you wanted to hear me rapping
i miss you though.
why is it always so cold in here is there a ghost in my room? is it me?
where is my
i can run the seconds backward in my head but that doesn’t really reclaim the time; in a discursive style i write about the last most awful and yet not inestimable stasis. these things having an end you know.
<3 pew pew pew
won't you be
my sweet sixteen I’m not talking years; I mean in sequence.
You are so dumb
You are really dumb for real
I hate deleting voicemails from my parents and loved ones because I know when they die I’ll wish I still had them.
the problem with wishes is that implicit in the act of wishing is the assumption that the thing certainly will not happen, not in a universe that makes sense to you anyway. or else you wouldn’t have to wish for it
oh god toothpaste in my eye
Stalker's my whole style
and if I get caught I’ll deny deny deny
Drinkin Forty Year Old Liquor
If I don’t make it I loved every second I spent with you P.S- Scotch mellows with age. Vodka absolutely does not. And Gin stays about just as nasty.
Never goes out of style.
just trying to be nice
for my home girl →
wish someone was around
to hear this fat fuckin beat. womp womp w-w-w-w-womp womp
I love totally unnecessary directions
On the instant coffee it says “Stir the desired amount into hot water.” Who came up with that bit of genius? Somebody get them a Pulitzer. I never knew instant coffee could teach me so much about myself.
for the record
that last one is not about Breanne Walker it is about Courtney Bree bitch.
Sometimes I Lie Awake
rehearsing all the things that catch and snarl about you, so that next time, when, if next time, I might not forget. Please don’t let me forget what you did to me: TODAY was the last day of a long time in my life —so far of course— From here the prospect appears dim; as in drop out deadthought flatline tracks all along the upper avenues. I don’t even know you (not really) So why have...
what strange emotion
Is there a Lifetime Unachievement Award?
im going to get it for sure
yup just ate an ant
get outta my chips fool