

Corporate Fat-CatsCorporate Fat-Cats and the LikeCorporate Fat-Cats
I didn’t become a celebrity or anything after doing what I did, whatever I had was short lived at best. I liked it that way though; I prefer to stay out of the spotlight. I can’t seem to understand the obsession people have with stuff like that. The whole thing really just bothers the hell out of me. I decided to quit after that – for the most part. I do enjoy telling about my experience though, to anyone who cares to listen. I get a kick out of the stupid reactions I always get. I’m still looking for that person who actually understands me instead of just chocking my off as insane – or whatever st


The ERA bulky man – a fat, bulky man – burst through the doors of the ER. In a flurry of swearing, sweat, and a little girl’s tears came the man, cradling a small girl curled into the fetal position – more so to grasp desperately for her stomach than for effect. The two burst into the room with quite an entrance that drew the attention of everyone else in the room. The large, hulking man ran straight into the reception counter, cracking his knee hard against the solid wood that lined the counter. “My daughter needs medical attention, now!” said the man. He could be heard from any corner of the room. “Sorry sir,” was the coolThe ER


It's Almost IronicThere was an accident on our bridge yesterday. I’m not sure what time it happened, I don’t watch the news. We drove by it on the way home after a particularly rough night; at least for me. I felt like shit and there was a slight awkward air in the car. (The ventilation couldn’t have helped it.) But for that moment I forgot about my stomach woes and the air lifted itself from our presence. I realized, as we watched that horrible pile up, that everything would be alright. And that did so much more than any pill could have done. Then we passed by.It's Almost Ironic


Atlas... AlmostCement shoes Are most comfortable. Lead vests Will keep you warm at night. Head bands Are nice restraints. They work better Than all the worn Shoe laces. Chewing gum and my old, Tired expression. All of which Add to the weight Of all the world’s Heavy souls.Atlas... Almost


Attention SeekingBollocks to the lot of you! This is my new hat!Attention Seeking
But it looks exactly like your old hat, Charles.
It’s my new hat! It’s a new fucking hat!!!
There’s no need to use so many exclamation marks, Charles.
!!!!!!!!! !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!
Now you’re just being silly.


compression of a multitudeI think I've become one of the otherscompression of a multitude
sweeping glances through interlaced fingers lightly
together in a dustpan buffet of glass and old bread crumbs
wishing against winter-scented guests
looking for the answers in all of your questionable apparel
dotted by spirits
wondering when you'll come home
with the ice dripping from your reputable lapels
hoping to see you in your darkness
in her death
in your mourning
god knows you can't possibly deserve it
but splinters fester and certainly make themselves
unforgettable and old love is much lik
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MOVED TO FIREFEATHERS
yo guy haha
i dont quite understand this thing yet....
im trying to figure out how to add you to ....a freindslist???
haha
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....:::My Sympathy to the Parents:::....
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Simba...
No, I'm Jesus, LOL
And welcome to DA!
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Simba...
No, I'm Jesus, LOL
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Simba...
No, I'm Jesus, LOL
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Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.
-Kerouac
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