I. Nasrin Mohsen knew people were having fun outside her window, but she didn’t care. She didn’t need their fun—nope. She was having her own fun sitting on her bed. ’Sides, she had an idea: she’d been thinking for a while now that since she was a loser, she might want to actually develop skills […]
Too cold, too tired to fold 2 tires; too bold, too wired— took coal, ¡chew fire! Sorry I tossed it in the can; it looked so vulgar, so insipid with arbitrary rips. ‘Twas bent & crumpled, too. You’ll hardly miss it, ¿will you? You could e’en see right through it—not a color whatsoe’er. So throw […]
Sorry, fallen leaves— though you’re prettier than greens… blame civilization.
This article truly exists & yet I still disbelieve its existence. I almost posted this on September 11, ’cause it’s that much o’ a god damn disaster, but then I needed mo’ time to collect my thoughts so that this wasn’t a rambling mess (it probably still is, though). The writers o’ 1st Web Design […]
Forest firs, please, don’t you ever stop being bed-headed in the sniffling wind; squeeze out your fur the shower-fed drops rainbow in the sun & just as tickling. Both in heat & chill, your bark, it barks with emboss & bevel, home to so many worms & birds in many parks, wake in sun & […]
They don’t like the taste o’ my tear-soaked beef, WHAAAR WHAAAR WHAAAR. They only want chips that crunch with shiny teeth, WHONK WHONK WHONK. I’m sick o’ that hideous beast. That dick’s like last week. It’s time to clean that which collects fleas. ¡Texting it in! ¡Texting it in! That’s what you get when you […]
You clocked you could get waves from me, but the pan came back, the pan came back with 2 pounds a back & there’s no going crack. & then John Jacob Whistlemeyer, having gotten done with his cracked reveries in his sour soup tin while ponderplating Cheerios, Good Day, Sir, wiped his nose & began […]
