seen from the big black that only focuses when i’m under, when i’m in REM. of walking to strawberry fields on john’s birthday, and yoko sending food with the butler. we saved a cracker in your zen bowl… of brother with wife and his girls in tow, moving back to mexico, please, God, don’t let… Continue reading scenes

head. shit. the toilet is constantly flushing…the window won’t stay up…got no AC, and a cat with heart problems… even being nude is not enough to cool me or my attitude, everywhere is hot. friday is jailbreak day. i’m free for one week. i’m packing my mind and blowing this galaxy, try somewhere else instead.

“go find a jukebox, see what a quarter will do i don’t want to talk, i just want to go back to blue feeds me when i’m hungry and quenches my thirst loves me when i’m lonely and thinks of me first… ah lil miss, you’ll stretch your wings the following week, spend time to… Continue reading ms misery

my arse! it’s amazing how co-workers who only manage to say to you in the morning when you report for relief duty “can you log me off”, how their tune changes when you grow tired of their cluelessness. when you remain quiet and say nothing. that’s when you get the “good morning” from them, and… Continue reading you can kindly kiss…