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Shit Asstrology Jul 2015
Aquarius, why must you make **** hard for yourself? What are you trying to prove by not flushing the ******* toilet? No one cares. You call yourself a rebel, when in truth, you're just a water bearing fool with preposterous ideas of some futuristic utopia that looks a lot like Yu-Gi-Oh!  Because of your idiotic rebellion, you seem to smash on about nothing really, declaring the world is in shambles, while scrying your turds for all the answers to humanity. And with such rebellion attitude, the "I don't care, I'll **** in the woods!" Again, no one gives a ****. If you'd rather **** in the woods and run around naked like a feral child poser, be my guest. Why don't you change your name to Nell why you're at it and forget your native language altogether since your such a rebel. I hate to break it to you Einstein, but it's all been done before.

Advice: What's the point? You're not going to listen. Have fun ******* in the woods and remember, we don't care if you know who we are. Truly. Ur **** is waiting, *chicka chicka chickabee.
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Dis fo all yuo. Sick aseholes on here na I don wan no **** pics from yuo I may be single chicka now but na don want idiot peeple writing me bout *** so forth
Chicka Natalia
Thanks
Joshua Haines Jun 2014
When the thunder collapses like my grandfather's love,
there's no one that can hate me more than I do now.
As the lights begins to stain and drain my eyes,
there's no one that can hate me more than I do now.
Skeletons fell with the sea shells in the air.
I hope I'm falling asleep.
To no longer be here
is to be fair to everyone.

Art gallery in my head,
where the paintings hang above
polaroids and used condoms.
Where it's okay that I'm there:
the picture of a *******.
Where it's okay to love me.
Where it's okay to be me.
Where it's okay to know me.
Where it's okay to be me.
Where it's okay to get close to me.
Where it's okay to be me.
Where it's okay to believe in me.
Where it's okay to be me.
Where it's okay to be me.

In 2003 I was molested.
I want it to be okay to be me.
I detached myself from lullabies
and sorry eyes, only to realize:
I could have been dead in March,
right before the summer glows
and everyone would know
It wasn't okay to be me.

Why did you have to do it
My flesh tastes tainted,
and my eyes are painted
with the disgust of distrust
and the disgust of your lust
that corroded my body
and ate my blood
Am I any good
I want to be good.
I want to be pure.
I want to be more
than what I am.
****
There's acid in my veins
There's ******* acid in my veins
My body ******* shakes
Even when in love, I shake
When I'm safe, I shake
Am I ever safe

God isn't real, and neither am I
I am about as real as the dream I can't even buy
My talent is irrelevant, my past dictates my decisions
My love is the only redeeming quality,
and even that lacks precision.
I want to be perfect. I'm sorry that I apologize for anxiety;
it's not so much that I'm asking for forgiveness,
I just want to hear that there's no need to be sorry,
because it's okay to be me.

Oh. Hey, my eyes are watering; isn't this cool?
We're all having fun. Yippee.

The sun bursts rays, and there are twenty-three different ways
to stay alive inside when I'd rather hide from the sun's naivety
Searching for warmth on the walls with blistered palms,
as I lay in bed, naked. Removed of clothes and hope.
Blood in my mouth, new starters with broken shoelaces on the floor
Dreaming of different places. I said: dreaming of different places.
Cryptic words. In other worlds. In fire, I learned to drown.

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Reentering the room, drunk.
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Hide behind the bloodied bunk.
Q-R-S-
T-U-V-
W-X-
Y and Z
Now I've learned my lack of harmony,
next time won't you spare me, please.

Roses fall from the ceiling. There's no way I'm feeling.
Detach yourself from this room, this nation, this planet.
"You're too fragile to talk to, Josh." Thank you.
Don't allow yourself to ever be hurt again.
Regain your focus after I count down from ten.

Ten.
Reasons to stay alive.
Nine.
I want to live, I don't want to survive.
Eight.
There's nothing about me that anyone should hate.
Seven.
There's no god, but right now, I can make my own heaven.
Six.
I detached myself from lullabies and sorry eyes only to realize I love you.
Five.
"You're still there, right?" Dial tone silence, followed by fist to wall violence.
Four.
And to know you, is to know everything.
Three.
Adaptation without reclamation I find you in my translation
as hurt yet elation.
Two.
I want to make love in love. I want to die and donate a part of myself;
my backbone, lack thereof.
One.
When I fall asleep my eyes meet yours.

Intermission:

Do you like hurt? Do you like pain? Is a happy poem not your game?
Well, read a poem by Josh Haines and never look at him the same again.
And don't look at yourself the same, because it's okay to be you!
For the price of absolutely nothing, you can look at his words!
Wait, and that's not all! Validate the 'beauty' of his words by
touching that heart and making it red!
Make it as red as the bloodied bunk that stained his back and heels!
Only for the price of absolutely ******* nothing!
Hurry, though! You only have until the end of ******* forever, so act fast!
The number is
1-800-I'M AVOIDING A LAWSUIT LIKE I DO THE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE

2nd.

Hey, do you like your parents?
Yes!
Trick question. Do you looove your parents?
Yes!!
Do you like seeing your grandmother in a wheelchair?
Yes!
Do you like being hurt by the people that you care about the most?
Yes!!
Then grab some popcorn and cola!

End of Intermission.


Trying like you're crying at the end of the film that documents your life
To divide a knife into your skin like it's a sin to feel this way
I just couldn't take it, bones in the corner of the room.
Inside a skeleton's eyes, flowers bloom.
Chicka-yay-no way. You swear? You say:
Ti-ta-time is on my side, but that's not how it feels inside.
An internal measure of the pressure of the world
and it's bound to run out like the sand in my hands
at the precious beach that would **** me if I stepped
into the blue, for me and you.

Let me turn back time to when I first met you.
Don't be afraid.

I remember everything. To never forget, is to realize every lie,
smile at every face, and to remember every goodbye.

I hurt my hands, I need to talk to you on the phone.

My insomnia lives off the thought, that I hurt you.
The room is blurry, and I'm sorry for being cold.
I am warm. I have the sun inside.
I guess I'm just afraid of burning you with it.

The drums pound into rhyme,
Diamond casualties
Rewind, wound, rewound
To scratch the surface
until there's nothing but sound.
so that when you’re young
so that the sky is falling
so that you tell the moon goodnight
so that a moose can have a muffin
so that the giving tree
so that the hungry caterpillar can eat all the leaves and turn into a beautiful butterfly
so that brown bear, brown bear
so that the sidewalk ends
so that, will there be enough room? Chicka Chicka Boom Boom!
so that Corduroy can have a home
so that the little engine could
so that Harold could draw with the purple crayon
so that you can give a pig a pancake
so that wishbone
so that the rainbow fish learns to share
so that the cow jumps over the moon
so that you can go where the wild things are
so that your imagination soars
so that when you’re young
you read for your soul’s pleasure.
High on Lolipops Jul 2013
Boom, whizz, chicka-chicka-choo
Spinning around through the sky
Lightning up the night
SO...we had finished celebrating Independence Day (aka 4th of July) so here is a itsy-bitsy poem for you guys!
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
I try
Try to get dis chicka in check when da disrespect mount up
But yuo kno wha?
Don kare
A chicka wit no worries or hata playa's to tuch me.
r Feb 2014
Poecile
Seems somehow fitting here on HP
With undulating rapidity
Poecile carolinensis
or is it *P. atricapillus
?
Is it chicka dee dee dee
Or fee bee fee bay
Or simply bee bay?
Both sporting Che's beret
Alerting comrades of other color
To where food can be found for free
Flitting from shrub to tree
To feeder and fast away
In black beret
Like Che
Still trying to get the Chickadee to feed from my hand.
SomethingRascal Jun 2015
I enjoyed my cake, thanks.
Actually it came in the form of a rootbeer float,
&& i took it in by my self.

I noticed the chicka-dee-dee on the fence,
as I listened to a timepiece from another era.
It fiddled with the **** from a cigarette long since smoked,
and i wondered if it was hungry, or just trying to catch a buzz.

He set it down, i leaped to action,
Threw the **** away, && returned to my seat.
Thought the loud chirping was directed towards me,
but of course he was getting laid in the rafters over yonder.

The significance? Not,
but if only to break the silence
between lovers long since broken apart.
Fresh laughter, lightness, and.. and..
Long, long pause, and return to silence.
Daniel Magner Aug 2013
I'm rappin' over old school beats like Eminem
I'll even make sure I sound like him
cause I'm rippin' him off
I'll even use one of his lines under my cough
cough cough chicka slim shady
come on, sue me man, come hate me
I don't have lawyers, but I'll fight you on the street, daily
and afterwards I'll hurt myself on your property and sue you so you
have to pay me.
That's right, I'm the new slim shady cause you lost that side
he straight up died and got reborn inside my mind
now whose shaking and quaking like they don't want their spine cracked
you want your sick mind back?
Then listen to my raps...
Daniel Magner
A second one...
Natalia mushara Jun 2015
Lifting up ma head
Still gotta gets shopping
Groceries running Lowe
Ma man's gots ta take kare of his chicka
But I take kare of self
Well groomed wonda,
Gots to do ma thing
Get ma own pockets bigga....
Not all's about moneys but still just sayings gotta help ourselves chickas
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Kneeds prayer
For ma dear friend
He jus disappeared don know where he been
He meens alot to many
But he been hurt real bad
Bye wone who kouldnt preciate him
But one will in the end
Ma friends a  truu king
A king not a child's.
He drive manee women crazies.
As only one drives him wilds.
Though the one he luvs
As othas can see don't luv him bak!
If he kould only see
He has a tuns of women who got his bak.
If only he kould see
So many will givee him
What he truly deserves.
Though he luves her
Get me enrage...
Tho he luv her
Every women wants him to stay.
Tho he luv her
She Kant even see him.
He luv her
She don wan him
He love her
Yet I'm starting to reelize
I want him so bad
My boyfriend and I just friends now
Since my boyfriend just wanted friend!
But its OK bekause,
I want another
Who don want me back.....
He luv her
Mad chicka enraged
I think I'll cry lonaly,
Sleep-in a cave
But see agin
I want him!
He don know.
Or wantee me at all.
He loves her.
His queen in his kingdom ball.
But I want him
Jealous? Am I????
**** yea!
But I kan be betta,
I kan be bad.
Ta a guy I wants bad me an my boyfriend are on brake bekeause he want friendsz wit me but me and ma bf friends anyways. But **** is I want someone else who luvs a girl who don even know luv and don even luv him. She like oder guys. But I wuld knever to that to king iwant . /: hate feelinga hate wanting king Kant have kus he loves sum chicka who don give no luv to him. I jus don know no mo. If he kome back on hellopotry he wuld see dis and kno who fo, but he love her make me hert
Aztec Warrior Oct 2016
Friday Night Music Part1
“Cherry Cola”**

A Side:
“ooh I know I want you
don’t know if I need you
but ooh I’d die to find out”

so the song begins
and like “chicka cherry cola”
you came into my life
sweetly
with intoxicating sways
and dragon breathing fire
and I’m inspired to drink
you in some more,
double shot straight up.

B side:
You say-
“come stand a little bit closer
Breath in and get a bit higher”.
Come, find out
What these lips are all about.

Aztec Warrior/redzone  9.30.16
Note:  the quoted lines are from the song “I Want You”
By Savage Garden. The song is embedded below
music ink:   https://youtu.be/HQt6jIKNwgU
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Messin wit da wrong chicka
Sum jus jealus
They Kant tuch me
I'm much bedda
Let dem be jealus
They aren't worth da time
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Sum gots it all's wrong
Wen dey all about money
An no class?
Stupid boyes breaking girl in half
Did dey forget dey chance
At a ma like me?
Dey jus don't see
Blind baby boyes.
As today a boye man try hitting on me today
This girl don play
Dis chicka don play
Wit bullshitta's
And watch keepa's
Dey to busy
And I'm to busy fo dey nonsense.
Stupid boyes.
Natalia mushara Aug 2015
To the mall back in fifteen wit fifteen bag's of Gucci
Grate day fo real.
Tho no man pay for dis
All me
And glad to be one harde working chicka
Natalie B Dec 2012
Remember that old saying,
That real friends
Will always be with you?

And if you do remember,
I just want to know
If you'll only tell me this...

Chicka, are you staying?
You shut your mouths protesters
Over coronavirus
You need a good talking to anyway
Oh yeah bow bow
People who talk politics or argue over politics are troublemaking dudes
Protesting on the street after being arrested for social distancing
Well that is really bad
I say you put your vb in
And Carlton out
And party all day long
Try and be understood
That is the way to go
I think protestors of lockdown
Are total *****
What I hear that the government
Is looking after us
Instead of protesting why don’t they
Party at your home
With music that you buy
Or over the internet
Partying is way better than
People who protest don’t you think
Well that is what I think
You could do the hokey pokey
And Macarena and dance to bon jovi
Sing it loud and sing it strong
Make the troublemakers scream
Because what is see that
Nobody is stopping them from having fun
I believe in having fun
Having fun oh yeah
I don’t get drunk
Just get high on life
And boy I am so cool
Arguing with the police is wrong
Even if you mean good
Because the news is telling you
What is on and what is not
So get a life protesters
Of coronavirus fame
And go home where we are safe
And party online
If that is what you complain about
Go and **** yourself
Trapper wants us to protest and get arrested because that destroys our fun
Ohhh yeah bow bow
Chicka

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