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404 Dec 2016
Oh, your project's due tomorrow!
404 Dec 2016
We observe three definite states of being:


Mildly content,

And furious, scratching your ****** EYES out
If you put one to sleep on your bed she will **** on everything you love.
404 Apr 2016

OR BRING ME a nice cup of tea, extra honey.

Got that INDY gene.
404 Apr 2016
The hell if I know.
404 Dec 2016
Sometimes I get so lonely
At 3 when it is only
Myself, the dark, and the stars
But I can't even see them because of the ******* clouds
All by myyyyself
404 Feb 2016
404 Apr 2016
let it happen quickly.

So that I don't have time to think about it.
Always thought a plane crash or a roller coaster malfunctioning would be cool.
404 Nov 2016
One of those fabulous shiny magenta ones that curls around your wrist when you smack it
this poem is gay
404 Apr 2016
But we'll wake up one morning completely alive.
404 Apr 2016
nor is caps lock.

What we need is a sarcasm font.
No ****.
404 Nov 2016
An extra hour doesn't mean a whole lot anymore
404 Dec 2016
My mind preaches things I'd never believe

And my brain warps the thought to make me think I do
*******, brain
404 Nov 2016
Is like a songbird
Flying headfirst into a glass window
404 Nov 2016
My biggest fan
Is like a breath of fresh air,
Circulates the same conversation and
Knows when to cool down, but
Likes to talk in circles

It's a ******* fan.
I turn her on.
404 Nov 2016
I think he conned us
404 Dec 2015
Using only words,
we attempt to quantify
the intangible.
You silly geese, you.
404 Mar 2017

I'm sorry
I keep apologizing

404 Nov 2016
I see you in the distance, happily hoisting up a ****

"Hey, this one looks like your mother!"
I love you
404 Nov 2016
I don't give two ***** about how I look.
Face is like a spring bloom,
Except all the blooms are reddish, bursting, bleeding buds.
My head is everywhere rounded:
Pictures accentuate the impeccable sphere.
So what?

But I tell you,
When waiters give me kiddie menus without a second thought,
They better not ******* forget the crayons.
No poodle drawing for you, *******
404 Dec 2016
One of my most dangerous hobbies.

Last night it led me to a cliff,
Gave me the option to jump and placed a shiny Saturn V in the crevice

It clutched at my throat, roasted anxiety in my eyes,
With the thought of losing you

Helplessness clogged my ears,
"You can't protect him from himself"
It hissed

"You lie to your mirror. You're just another idiot"
It sputtered

"Nothing can save you from yourself"
It laughed

But today thinking turned a mellow friend
His on-and-off companion, reason, tore through the glaciers of concern

"You can't always protect him,
You can't try to 'fix' him
He asks only for a shoulder and an ear
You can provide a moment of happines and
Sometimes that's the best anyone could ask for"
It spoke


"Of course you're smart, you little ****."
If I were a zombie I'd never want to eat brains. Can you imagine all that pain in one digestive tract? It'd be like misery stew!
404 Nov 2016
But I just ended up back where I started.
You know you always start from the finish.
404 Dec 2016
We should call it logic
"How can you just blindly trust logic?"
"I don't believe in logic, that's my opinion and I'm sticking to it."
"Logic is just a hoax!"
404 Nov 2016
that's when you end up trying to nail jello to a tree
and maybe voting Drumpf for president.
404 Nov 2016
And yet I'm so ******* far away
404 Nov 2016
I could pick it out
In a crowd of a thousand
Where the other thousand are Kermit the Frog
I mean you kind of ribbit.

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