Sunday, January 17, 2010

fast train



motherless/fatherless:

"I could practically rip myself apart
But what would I even find but
your love
That I've saved up like crumbs"
(-----Daniel Bailey)











sleep on the floor with the t.v. on



"Infomercials have started and I kind of want to die
I'm pretty sure this one is actually for a morgue

Ok so actually it's for the bible or something
But I am not happy tonight no I am not just here
If happiness ever worked then how - I don't know"
(Daniel Bailey - Drunk Sonnets)







Monday, January 11, 2010


"hail to everyone who was lost in this mass genocide of my realm. drown your sorrows, steamin' new layout. cute atmospherics. poser-filtration system. erection of creeky metal radio tower. driftwood of the galaxy. trying to make you understand, nothing all at once. awake with a knife lodged in his head.... harsh new dawn of chaos, smooth as a hot babe through a jagged mountain peak. rough as a porcupine toilet. sedation is law. you're blown away with the divine wind. douse yourselves in the flames.....we have climbed up to the door of new psychadelic realms...of chillness, the universe of expanding KERFLOPULOUSNESS!!"
-Kevin "about me" myspace



(((photograph --> Dave Heumann)))

jack chick song lyrics

wild child and the boy things:

i want to watch you do your boy things

your young boy things

your same age as me boy things

i want to stare

and

i want to creep around when you're not home

i want to creep

i live in the dark

i don't want to meet your mother

i don't want to hear her say

she's just a lazy girl

what she doesn't know is

I already bloomed and died

bloomed and died

i want to watch you do your wild child things

your nighttime things

i want to watch you do your creep things

when I was young, i was no little girl

but i knew

yes, yes, i knew

I'd never meet a boy like me

for me,

there'd only be boys like you

for me

there'd only be boys like you

so let me watch

just let me watch

you do your boy things

your young boy things

your same age as me boy things

your wild child things

let me watch you do your creep things

cause you see, boy you see,

I'm no little girl

no lazy girl

no lady girl

and I'll never be your girl

Just let me watch

let me watch you do your boy things