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22 juli shakespeare i am not..*warning* not a funny story... not even a story.. just came home drunk one morning and wrote this...
What if You Threw a Funeral and Nobody Came?
these walls come closer.. and closer.. and speak these walls come closer.. and whisper.. you're weak inside i'm so empty , too choked up to speak so i laugh and i smile and i lie , i'm so weak and i die, and i die. but no one can see yet i smile and i smile ..and you all agree "you're so funny, so happy, no care in the world.." but inside it's all rotten, aged yet not old in a voice speaking daily, that i hear in my head it's the walls, that come closer,and SCREAMING out "DEAD" who's dead, and why 'dead', you don't care to know.. because i'm dead, always been dead, and this is all show nah but I'm fine, if yuh gonna ask if i alright.. no, i not jumpin off buildings, ad no, is not cuz of some woman...
some of yall see it already.. yuh know every so often i force yall to read this ish.. LOL
see, i'm capable of many things... unlike pankar. who can only spin shit..
anyhow,. lemme change the pace wit a couple pics from sancho trip down here .. this was in 51 after the hurricane. ( the thursday) .. study the free doubles had done , nah.. ( i think panka played SO much shit , people just said fuck this, and went home.. thereby lashin the doubles man much earlier than anticipated) man belly was on bite, but flicky found a doubles man sellin from the back of his station waggon.. .. lol. stole my head with his contraband doubles... anyhow, i pull up to order 6 to go, but same speed , matsi-failure pull up , and umbaa order 28..LOL.. stole my head. greedy focker prob gonna eat all himself... but what teif my head was when i got my six, the doublesman was like ' doh tell nobody we here, right?'
yeh homie... runnin into a lil trouble with the law awa? Lol
anyhow.. teifheads not co
roxburgh OUT! 18 mei the futility of it all....
the only thing constant is change, right? nope.. right now the only thing constant is my state of salting.....i WISH it would change....
nah but honestly.. it doesn't matter how much you think about it; your shitty lot in life doh change jus so, jus so... and the thing is that this existance is so ironic, that you normally see confirmation of this fun fact right in front of your eyes.... no matter how much you think today's gonna be the day that it gets better.. it doesn't... as i was tellin nick.. jah have something special for me in the next life, must be... today, another maxi driver roll off with muh change.. like i marked by maxi drivers everywhere as a damn jackass... anyhow.. move along.. nuttin to see here..
27 maart the token blue monster....dunno what the scene is today.. but i need to get out of the damned house.. talk to people... cuz these four walls and that woman gettin on my nerves fed up of being the token blue monster.... 25 maart good fridaysigh... i must be really bored.. no really.. so i'm here in my skivvies, creating a blog, of all things, on MSN, of all places...
i think i should stop living in fantasy..no really.. this ish has got to stop..... wake the f up....
you don't know i feel this way... and you never will..
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