Accidentalcollaborationsubtleties!Fascinatingserendipity!Forkilling!

(heytheresacontributorspageattheend,ifyouguysfeelcomfortablesourcingyour
stuffitwouldbecooltogetalistofeveryone,ifyoudprefertoremainanonymousthat
isalso100%okay)

FUCKTHIS
FUCKYOU
calmdown.

weneedatitle,andliketherestofthebookitsgoingtobecrowdsourced.putyoursuggestions
hereorsomethingiguess.
thecrowdshartening
istilllikebldfart
internettrashheap
prointernet
probioticinternet
virionlit
totheinternetandbeyond!
extremesports
somehow,wedidit
triggerwarning
ohdude,triggerwarningisperfect.letscallitthat.

~CUTUPCYTHEREA~

hmdoesthatmakeherScissorea?

eitherwayshehasafabbooty

Thereareveryfewwordslefttolosemeaning
ficklenights(brightsunrise).

How do we fix all of the things weve done wrong?

I dont know, but the answer probably includes birds.

The answer probably includes witches too.

Grawlixes

Ascribbleinthemind:
aredhaze,acrookedfist,
awavedrawntotestifapenstillworks
(doneoverthatface,withtheuneveneyes)
andtheecstasy,andthefuror,
ofahowlandacurseinyourownnativetongue,
ofspeakingthewayyouvealwaysknownhow:
Agrunt!Ahiss!Alltheanimalssounds!
Alltheanimalsvoices,intheirbutchershopanatomies,
givingrisetoachoirofnoise!No,theyhush
nowthewoodssongfallsstill.
Wewideeyedandwonderinggawk,
undiscerningandsilent.

Grendel

Yourglowingscabs
yourmeaty,moistbreathsinthenight,
thatbleedheatoutintotheair
yoursuddenstumble,theblowtotheground
ofyourungroomedfeet,theirbonesovergrown.
~
Howmuchofourfearisreally
justdisgust?

MEIPSAMFECI.
ValrieProv

whoeverkeepsdeletingshitinthebookisacunt.

PLEASE
STOP

so,overcoffeeand
brokenlibidos
wasahairpinstrategy
worththeexsanguination
we,neitherheroes
norvillainsbutcausal
coinflipsofachance
untilinterruptingfingerschange
thecourse,nowmuch
toocoincidental
tobeanythingbut
synchronicity
you,therotation
me,thecollision
us,thedetermination
wehaveplaces
butnohomes
justbedsstalewith
memorialsexdriveshard
wiredtosputtersenseless
sparks,nokey
noignition.
MichelleBorges2014

thehumancondition,screenshot,2014

This is Love ? iwrotesomethings.tumblr.com

Soyoumeetaboyinthesixthgradeandhisearsaretoobigforhisfacebutyourfriendthinkshescute.
Youcouldnotcareless.
Youspendthenexttwoyearstryingtobesomeoneelseandthenin8thgradeyoudecideyoudontwantto
beanyoneatall.Hesstillkindofstrangebutyouhaveinsidejokesthatevenyoudontreallyunderstand.
Augustsomehowbringsyoubacktogetherandyouhaveaboyfriendbutyouneverreallycaredmuchfor
peoplewholackeddepthsoyouaskasimplequestion.Heisstartingtogrowintohisears.
Somewherealongthewayhenoticesthewayyoursmiledoesntquitereachyourcheekslikeitusedto
andyoureyesarentblueanymore,sohefindsapickaxandtriestoknockdownthebridgebeforeyoucan
jump.Yourboyfriendonlyputlacklusterpillowstosoftenyourfallbuthesbeengoneformonths(itsall
irrelevanteventually).
Theonlyreasonyoutellhimanythingisbecauseitslateandyourescaredabsolutelyshitlessandyoujust
wanthimtoleaveyoualone.
Youonlywantedhimtoleaveyoualoneandtostoptellingyouthatyouhavetoopenupbecauseyouspent
adamnlongtimeonthoselocks.
Youtalkuntilthreeamforseveralmonthsandgetdiagnosedwithchronicinsomniabutyouarentafraidof
thedarkanymore.
Soyoufindoutthathesprettyfuckedupandthatshouldmakeyouafraidbecauseheplayswithknivesbut
somehowitmakesyoufeelsafebecauseweallknowyourefuckeduptoo.
Helivesbehindyourhouseandthereareruinstherethatdrawyourfifteenyearoldmindtothembecause
youthinkdestructionisbeautifulandthereareflowersgrowinginthecracks.
Somehowhefindsyouanditsdecidedthatheisyoursandyouarehiseventhoughyoudidntsayitout
loud.
Youneversaiditoutloud.
Andyoutellhimeverythingbecausehiseyesareyourfavoritecolorandhethinksmorethanyouevercould
andyoureconvincedthathesevenbetterthantheolddiaryyouhidinyourpillowcase.
Soyouholdhishandwhenyourescaredandhesqueezesyouinyoursleepwhenyoumove,youboth
knowtheLwordbuthaveonlyuseditonce,soyoukisshimbecauseyouwantyourliptostopquivering.
Yourparentsstopaskingwhereyouregoingandyoumeetthefamily(youreintroducedasafriendbutyou
seehisgrandpawinkathimwhenhethinksyouarentpayingattention.Yourealwayspayingattention.)
Spendtwoyearsgettingolderandexperiencinglife.Tellhimaboutthedayyourlifechanged.Tellhimabout
howyourlifealmostended.Lethimtellyouhisbiggestsecrets,sweareachothertosecrecy.Promisenever
tolieorleave,lethimseeyousobbinginthedarkbecauseyouranaway.
Youdontknowwhatloveis,theytellyouyoureinsaneandyoustarttobelievethemuntilyougetaletterin
themail.
Soyoumetthisboyinsixthgradeandhisheartwastoosmallforhisheadandherewearefiveyearslater
andnothinghaschangedatall.
Youdontknowwhatsrealandwhatisntandyouveblockedoutallthebad.
Youseeapictureoninstagramandheseesyoucryinginyourdrivewaybuthedoesntsayanything.
Theyllsayhesnotoveritbutreallyhesjustscaredbecauseyouremadeoutoffireandhesalways
knownthat,heevenhastheburnmarkstoproveit.

Youfindoutyoudontneedheroesbecauseyoucansaveyourselfeventhoughyouhavenoideahowtoand
youthrowhisshitinanoldboxandspendamonthgettingdrunkandkissingboysuntilyourealizethat
nothingyoudowillmakeyoufeelanymorevalidatedandlessabused.SoyoulookbackonyourlifeandI
guessthatwaslove.
<><><><><><><><>

the doctors cant locate my pulse anymore and

i am not afraid of that but what does scare me
is the inevitable heat death of my relationships
-dogculture2001

soafewweeksagoiwentonmedsforbipolardepressionandsinceifeelhappierbutalsofeel
dumb,stupid,uncreative,ingeneralijustdon'tfeellikemyself.
apartfromthedepression(lol)ilikedthewaymybrainworked,ilikedthewayithoughtabout
things,iwasthoughtfulandcouldunderstandthingsandbecreative,makeconnections,follow
logicalthoughtpatterns.nowimdepersonalizedalotofthetime,ifeellikenothingisrealand/or
thatihavenoautonomy.ifeellikeimtypingthissentenceinadream,idk.

:(

ittookaboutamonthformetogetusedtomymeds
&getbacktokindofhowifelt(inregardstocreativity/etc.)beforeiwasonthem.
imhopinglikehellyoucangetbacktheretoo.

ivebeentakingantipsychoticsformyschizophreniaforawhile,
eventuallyyoubuildatolerancetoit.stillstucksthoug.

imsorryforbeingbornawhitecismale,
amothersenther6yearolddaughtertome
whileiwasdealingecstasyattheBP.

themothersatinthecarhuffingL&M100s,
abumperstickerthatreads
ihaveaterrifickid

ilikedealingecstasy,myrace
doesntmatter.

whenigohometoyou
andihavealoveboner,
aphraseicoinedforhowi
alwaysgethornyfromknowing
iloveyouthatmakesyougiggle,

youknowthecolorofmydick
doesntmattereither,
andthatsnice.

whenkidrockdiesandtheworldrejoices
withholdinghandsandlovelysongs
welllooklikeflowersatlast.

andmaybenobodywilljudgeme
forthecolorofmyskinor
sexualorientation
anymore.

No

Nonononono
Nonononononono
NonononoNO

i feel bad for chris chan, i mean, all he ever wanted to do was fit in somewhere but he
doesnt fit in anywhere and its just really sad like could you imagine keep trying to find a
place somewhere, even taking to the internet, just to be insulted for who you are?

that also makes chris chan really stupid, tho.

i dont think so i mean everyone deserves to feel like they belong somewhere, its a basic
human need

Chris belongs here.
With us.

H2S04

peacockspiderdeservestobeoncoverofVogue

fuckspiders,man.theyareevilthings.

dontsaythatwhywouldyousaythat

becausefuckspiders.
thatswhy.theyatemyfamily.goaway.letmecryinpeace,okay?

pleasedontfuckthespiders

AHTHEJOYSOFAWIFIHOTSPOTTHE
JOYOFBURGERKINGTHEREARESO
MANYBEESHOWEVERTHEYAREIN
GRAVEDANGERDESPITETHISIAM
VERYJOYFULLOOKINTOMYEYETHERE
ISONLYONETHEOTHERHASBEEN
EXCHANGEDFORARENEWEDDRIVERS
LICENSELOOKINTOITPAINTEDINSIDE
YOUWILLFINDANINDESCRIBABLEJOY

oregon

hehadcumstainsonhisflannelpajamas.itwasfairlyobviousandhedidnttrytohideit.you
couldseewherehetriedtoscrapeoffthewhiteflakeswithhisfingernailsbutultimatelygaveup.

fuckit,man.Hesays.thatsjustlife,yknow?

ididntthinkyouwerethatlazy,isay.

wellimean,shescute.theresthat.butijustdidntfeellikeit.

soyoustayedhomeandjerkedoffinstead.

well,icouldvegottenlaid.shewantedtogoout,butthenshesentmethemnudes.

andyoudecidedtostayhomeinstead.

youcanttellmethatyouveneverbeentoolazytofuck.

nope.

hesighs,leansdowntooneofthebottomsshelves,looksatsomething,thenstandsbackup.
hesoverweight,butnotmuch.pudgy,ithinkpeoplewouldsay.

well,hesays,itsnotreallythat.itsuh

what?

shewaskindofstupid.

oh,dontstart.

imean,IhaveahighIQ.Imalegitimategenius,yknow?Ievengotthepaperstoproveit.

duringhighschoolhewouldmentionthis.thathehadahighIQ,thathewassmarterthanthe
peoplehemet.braggedaboutit,really.yet,hewasstillnotworthashit.hedidntdoanything
withthatintelligence.andbesidesthepoint,Iveneverseenthosepapers.alwayssaidhehad
paperstoproveit,butneverbroughtthemout.

imbeingserious,hesays.idontthinkwewouldvegottenalong.

okay,sure.

oh,btw.youwanttoseethosephotos?hepullsouthisphone.itsatracphone.thekindthat
flipsopen.hehasasmuglookonhisface.afacethatreadsicouldhaveifiwantedto.

iwavehimoff.

heshrugsandputsthephonebackintooneofhispockets.

heturnsaroundandwalkstothehuntingareaofwalmart.hestandsandeyesoverthegunsin
thecabinetbehindthecounter.

doyouremember,hesays,whenweusedtoplaymarvelvs.capcom2atthepizzaplace?

yeah,whataboutit?

idontknow,justgoodtimes.

yeah,isay.

heputshishandsinhispocketsandslouchesabit.

Iwanttogotooregon,hesays.

why?

assistedsuicide.

whynotjustdoityourself?

imscared.

hey
hello
ithinkyourecutetoo,icantrememberifirepliedtoyourmessageornot,imsorryifididnt
noworries.
forrealthough,imeanit
ifigureduh.idontknowwhatifigured.iusuallythinktheworstimmediatelyandthoughtihad
saidsomethingwrong.
nonononotatallitmademesohappyyouhavenoidea,ijustdidntknowhowtoreplywithout
soundingpatronizingorsomethingidk,imsorry
patronizing?
imeanlikeifirepliedwithialsothinkyourereallycuteandagreatpersonandyourethebest
etcetcifeltlikethatcouldcomeoffpatronizingorsomething
oh,no.iwouldnthavetakenitthatway.
eitherwayimreallysorry
noneedtobesorry.justgladitmadeyouhappy.
howveyoubeenlately?
depressedonandoffbutotherthanthativebeengood.
shitimreallysorrytohearthat,isthereanythingicando?
ohalsodoyoustillwanttoplayportalsometime
ohidontknow,justbeengoingthroughtheroutineandthatsbeengettingtome.andyes,
eventually.ifiguredwecouldwaittillyougetoutofschoolandplayvidyagamestogether.
yeahidefinitelyfeelyoure:thewholeroutinething
sorrytohearthatthoughthatsprettyrough
andyeahdefinitely,ifinishschoolonthe17th,soanytimebetweenthenandseptemberisgood
onmyend
soundsgood.butyeah,forawhileiwantedtotellyouwhatithoughtaboutyoubutihaveahard
timeconnectingtopeoplesoijustgotreallydownaboutitidontknowifthatmakessense.
itdoes,imsosorryyoufeltthatway
ifitmakesyoufeelanybetteryouvenevercomeoffthatwayinconversation
well,imreallygoodatlikeimitatingcauseiknowthenextdayillfeelcompletelydifferentifthat
makessense.like,notlikeifakemyemotionsbutsometimesijustdontfeelanythingidont
know.itsstupid.makesmefeellikeabadperson.
igetwhereyourecomingfrom,itsnotstupidandyourenotabadpersonforfeelingthatway
butyeah.ithinkyourereallyawesomeandhavehadacrushonyouforawhile.hopefullythatis
somethingidontknow.IDONTKNOWWHATIMTRYINGTOSAY.butyeah.yourecool.
likewise,forreal,ithinkyourefantastic
listenihavemyfirstexammondayandihaventstudiedatallsoithinkineedtogettobed
okay
welltalksoon,okay?
yeah,thatwouldbegreat.

Thereisnothingleftattheendofthepage

(notevenafullstop)

Wearesilentevenbeforeoursilence

Andmistakeepigramsforcheaptruth

()

bataandeathmarchbybillycertain

ItisyourbirthdayandIloveyouandbecauseIloveyouanditsyourbirthdayIboughtyouagift.It
iswrappedinafrillygoldbowandnewspaper.Youhavebigeyesasyoulookuponthefrillygold
bowandnewspaperwrapping.Yourbigeyessayitsokaythatitsonlyafrillygoldbowand
newspaperwrappingbecauseyouknowImprettybrokeandmydogsweaterbusinessisnot
takingofflikeIthoughtitwould.YourbigeyessayyouknowIloveyou.

Youmoveyourfingersandtakethefrillygoldbowoffverycarefully,butyouripintothe
newspaperandscatteritacrossthefloor.Youpulloutanunmarkedbox.Youopenitup.
Asyoupulloutthepresentyoulookatme.Youreyesarenotsobignow.

"Whatisit?"yousay.

"ItsavibratorwithadepictionoftheBataanDeathMarchonit."Isayiteagerlyandhappily.

"Oh"

YournarroweyesreflectthepictureoftheJapanesesoldiersmarchingtheFilipinoandAmerican
prisonersofwartoCampODonnellwithsomedyingalongtheway(deathtollsvary,historyis
veryunsureofitselfsometimes)asyoulookuponit.

"Doyoulikeit?"Iaskyou,alsoeagerlyandhappily.

"Idontknow."

"Howdoyounotknow?"Thistimenotsoeagerlyandhappily.

"ItremindsmeofwhenwedrovetoVermonttovisityourparents."

"Whataboutit?"

"ItwasAutumnandIfocusedonthetreesthatwentpass,theirleaveschangingcolorsand
displayinggoldsandbrownsandoranges,"yousay.

"Yeah?And?"

"Thetripwastheonlynicepart.Wehadtosharethattinycarbedthatyourparentskeptinyour
oldroomandlistentothemjudgeyouabouthowyourdogsweaterbusinesswasntgoingtotake
off."

"Oh."

"and,"youcontinued,"thisvibratorwiththedepictionoftheBataanDeathMarchbringsme
backtorealitysomethingIvebeentryingtoignore."

"Well,"Isay,"Icansenditback."

"No,no"youapologizewithoutwantingto,"Itsthethoughtthatcounts."

Yousmilesomehow,Imnotsurehow,butyousmile.ItisthesameexactsmilethatIgotwhenI
toldmyparentsaboutthedogsweaterbusinessandtheysaidThatswhatyouwenttoart
schoolfor?.

Ibecomedepressed.

ThenIrealizeyourenotreallysmiling.Itsmorelikepanting.Likethatofadog.Youareexpecting
something,asticktogofetchmaybe.Ithinkofpettingyou,butIdratheryoupetme.Itdoesnt
happen.

Iammoredepressed.

Ilaydownsprawledout,mylimbsinthecardinaldirections.Isay,Getitoverwith.

YoucleanmeupwithastainlesssteelkitchenknifeIboughtoffaninfomercialafteraDuck
Dynastymarathon.Youbecometiredfromstabbingmeandyoupantlikeadogagain,butharder
thistime.

Yougotothebathroomandcleanthebloodoffofyou.Igetupandstandinthedoorwayofthe
bathroom.Mywoundsleakontothetilefloors.

"Getthephone,"yousay.

"Again?"

"Yeah,weredoingitagain."

Igogetthephone.Mystabwoundsbleedacrossthepergoflooring.Imeetyouinthelivingroom
andsitdownbesideyouonthecouch.

"Dontgetyourbloodonme,"yousay.

"Okay."

YoucallupasuicidehotlineandreadthestoryImwritingrightnowtoanimbledelicatevoiceon
theotherendofthephone.

Ionlysitandlisten.

*:softhumourpalegalaxyzine*:

ihaveaskintagnearmybumhole

canitouchit?

serialsurrealcerebellumthrobbing
sweetsuccinctwaves
allchantingmyname
hushushhushush
i'llneverbealoneagain
thisisnotahaiku.tumblr.com

gonnatakeashower
thenplaypersona3.
Theritualmustbecomplete.

ifeelanappletreegrowinginsideofmybody.
whenthekidstoldmeeatingtheseedwouldkillme,
maybetheywereright,butitdoesntmatter,
becauseihaveanappletreegrowinginsideofmybody,
andthatsokaywithme,because
therearentenoughappletrees.

holyshit.icanseethattitlefromagoogledocaboutthemoon.

whatimeanisitsfuckinghuge.:)
welltbhthetitlesthebestpartofthispoemsoifiguredidlavishitwiththeattentionitjustlydeserves
Death Befalls
Bakas

onetime,
iwasconcussedinadinerintheshittypartofkansascity.threeam.
ithoughtiheardapigeoncooingandburblingintherestaurant
butitwasonlyacreakingoldwoman,withacreakingoldwomanvoice.
fuckher.
iwishshehadbeenabird.

onetime,
iwastrippinginthebooniesofkentucky.twopm.
themaniwassmokingwiththrusthislowerjawoutpasthisupperteeth,
andshuntedtheexhaledsmokeintohisnostrils
likeareversedragon.
stupiddickholediedlastyear.

onetime,
iwasdrunkonarooftopandgleefullytrespassing.fouram.
isaworioninsummer.
isliddowntheinclineoftheshingles
untilcrackingboneslikechestnutsinbeaksendedmyfall.

~*Pedicabo
ego vos et
irrumabo*~

(iwillsodomizeyouandfacefuckyou)

PLEASE
STOP


drop

and roll
it up 420

i see the easter bunny
he sees you when youre sleeping

"whattheabsoluteassshittingfuckisthis,"youask?no,gentleheart,thereisnoneedfor
cruelobscenitiesnothere,notinthisworld,notinthistimeandplaceofhyperrealistic
nippletattoos.thisisaworldoflove,ofbeauty,andofthefriendlysucklingofinkedflesh.i
metamanyesterdaywhosefifteennippletatswerearrangedinaneatlinedownhisback.
ilappedatthetattooedskinoverhisspine,andprayedformilk,butiwasdisappointedyet
again.someday.someday.yes.

nippus.tumblr.com

im scared of that

SometimesIfeelforeverdoomedtomediocrity

Goodateverything

Greatatnothing

Stuckinaworldinbetweenfailureandsuccess

Spendingeverydaytryingtoexcel

Andjustcomingupshort

Ilackthedrivethatcreatesmotivationbecause

Averageiseasy

Dowhatyouwant

Aslongasyourenothurtingothers

Eatwhatyouwant

Aslongasyoudontgooverboard

Studywhatyouwant

Itdoesntreallymatter

SometimesIfeelforeverdoomedtobegoodateverything

Greatatnothing

Exceptmediocrity

Abstract
NumerousexperimentshavebeendonewhichshowthatthetranscriptionalactivatorGal4isa
modularproteinwithanactivatordomainandaDNAbindingdomain.Weareinterestedinseeinghow
reliantthefunctionoftheGal4proteinisonthestructureandorderofthetwodomains.Todothis,we
constructedaplasmid(p4GAL)withthepositionsofthesequences thatcodefortheactivationdomain
andtheDNAbindingdomainswitchedandthencomparedthisconstructedplasmidsabilitytoactivate
transcriptioninyeastwiththeabilityofthepGAL4plasmid.Wefoundthatp4GALactivated
transcriptionsignificantlylessefficientlythanpGAL4.Theseresultssuggestthattheorderor
configurationofthedomainsoftheGal4proteinplaysomeroleinitsfunction,buttheorderofthe
domainsisnotimperativetoitsabilitytoactivatetranscription.Thissuggeststhattheinteraction
betweenthedomainsandthesequencebetweenthemplayssomeroleinGal4sabilitytoactivate
transcription.

im a forsaken human being

sitting on the balcony
smoke in my hand, letting
the ash blow into the air

tapping the burnt ash off
i take another puff and
hold in the smoke until
i feel the fire begin to
burn away the edges
of my lungs

a girl is laying in my bed
my mouth still tastes of her
skin and my fingers still
smell of her insides

my life is a cheaply produced
chapbook - an artificial
tragedy filled to the brim
with poems of suffering
pure hate, and fucking
an aesthetic heaven
yet a living hell

its morning but the sun won't
shine on my any longer
10 am and my body is still
cast in full shadow

i dont know her name
i dont know her story
but shes a tragedy
all the same - we all are

she comes out
from the bedroom
the nameless girl
sits down beside me
i hand her
my cigarette
our eyes never meet
im her second mistake
this week, i know it

she leaves her
lipstick on the filter
this way, we kiss

-dogculture2001

There go the sirens-
Im so cold.
Why did I think
that alone was better?
perhaps loneliness will be
engraved on my tombstone;
the cause of my end.













Maybe I deserve this

idontwanttofeellikethisagain,butiknowiwill
ilaydownonthegroundandopenmymouth
acockroachenters,ifeelyoudraintheblood
imreallytrying.imreallytrying.imreallytrying.

...IguessgettingkilledbyDoomsdaycountsfornothing.

WeallknowSupermanwastheoriginalJesus.

honeyashtonletton
yourwords
isweartheytastelikehoney
butmaybeitsbecauseihardlyevergetalick
andeverycravingigetisneversatisfied
butmystomachstillachesfrombeingfedallthissugar
thenbeingforcedtostarve
becauseyourmouthshuts
andmyheartopens
justwaitingtomaybetastethehoney
justonemoretime

anabsence
nolight.

athousand
shimmeringscales

gaspingforbreath
inavacuum
(pleadingeyes)

nothingnessdoesntexist
onthisplane

anotherstateofunbeing
(closedeyes)

</escape>

hiiw/2014

IASKEDYOUABOUTTHEWAYYOUWANTEDTODIE
YOUTOLDMETOTURNOFFTHEMICROWAVE
NOWWEARENONEOFUSBOILINGANDTHEWAVES
INTHEOCEANOFMYCOFFEEMUGAREFILLEDWITHBLOOD
INSTEADOFCOFFEE

HOWAMISUPPOSEDTOWAKEUPTOBLOOD
ITDOESNTWORKTHATWAY

Myreflectionisyellingcomplimentsatme
allImdoingispickingoutflawsinmyself
likeIpickedoutstrawberriesinfields
whenIwasyoungerandthrewthemintheair.
Hopingtheydlandinmymouthbuttheydidnt
Imhopingwordslandinyourmouthandyou
whispersoftnothingnessinmyear.
http://happyfreec0nfusedandlonely.tumblr.com/

itoccurredtomethatthiscouldbemylastmoment,thatperhapsIhadbeenselectedfordeath.
AndIlookedbackatJoeandsaidsomething,andhenodded,andIpickeduponeendofahose
thatwasdrapedonthewaterandhepickeduptheotherend,theclosestweevercameto
holdinghands.
https://twitter.com/wildbillbloom

informalpoll:hotdogsorhamburgers
hotdogs:2
hamburgers:7
fuckyourarbitrarypoll,iwantsomegoddamchocolatemilk:1

stealallthehamburgers.

YOUGOGLENCOCO

yeah

atsomepointyoullrealizeyouwerealreadyfree

freedomsreallyscary

do rocks have nightmares about being thrown?

OR what if they dream of being thrown?

dawntodusktodeath
dusttodust
distance
distress

OutOfService

Iamsunburnt
andthestarsalwaysreadlikefuckingcouplets.
Seriously,man,you
couldpaintcoupletsoneverything
Itouch.Thewindheresmellslikegrass.
andempty.
Itouchedonthecouchlastnight
andthepicnictablesoundedlikerain
andthisfuckingphone
keepsmakingmefallinlove
doyouknowhoweasyitistotype
Imsorry

Imgonnastopwearingnailpolish.Peopletreatamanwearingnailpolishdifferentlythena
normalhumanbeing.

2+2=5radiohead

Theritualmustbecomplete.
wehavethisimageframedinthemiddleschoolsundayschoolroomatchurch

why are you lonely?


nobody likes me.

idsayilikeyou,butidontknowwhoyouare.
yourejustanotherpersonontheinternet.

i love u. i love all humans. fuckin boost honey

DEATH
TOALT
LIT
alt lit was born dead,
it got killed by those who write alt lit

yowhoeversmakingthepeniletylerknottpoems,letitbeknownthatifuckingloveyou
thanks
no,thankyou

[ScarfaceIntro]
Wefinnasmokelikeitain'tnotomorrow

[Devin]
IgrabaSwisherSweetandusemyfingernailtocutit
Gutit,thenIdumpthedroppin'outthenstuffitfullofcoffee
Andifyoudon'tknowbynowcoffeeiskilla
Inotherwordsweedafatdimeisapillar
Nowthebudsonthestemsareliketreesinanorchard
Anybodyintheroomwhodon'tsmokeweedisgettintortured
Bythesmokeniggaschokeniggascoughandtheyfart
Needtoquititbuttheystilltryin'tohitittoohard
It'sthe...

[Hook:repeat2X]
Stickygreen
Frostyleaves
Ohsosweet
Ilovetoblowit

[Scarface]
Itseemstobea
Misunderstanding'aboutthecheeba
Iseesignstating"cannabiswillleadta"
ButIneeda
Bigfatjillatogetmelit

IprefertosmokethezigzagscausePhillysain'tshit
AndIdonelaceditupwiththeBombay
Formaldehyde
AnythingwithyoucanmixwiththespinachIdonetried
Idonedamnneardied
TillIrealizedstraightdutches
Ifyouseemeblowin'outsmokeyoucanbetit'sthe...

[Hook]

[Devin]
Mangoin'on
Idon'tseenothin'wrongwithalittlereefer
YougottheweedIgotthedrankniggajusttellmewheretomeetcha
I'mhighyouhighlet'strytogethigher
Hereusemylightersettheassonfire
Weblowin'likeachoireverybody'sinline
Hopingtheycangettheyfingersonitonemoretime
Becausethere'snothingbutapartyoverherethat'showwedoit
Livemusic,plentybitches,coldbeerandohyeahsome...

[Hook]

iwanttomakesomethingbeautifuliwantpeopletoremembermeafteridieiwanttopaintthe
wordsSHENEVERLOVEDYOUinbigwhitelettersontheabillboardononesideofthe
highwayandiwanttopaintthewordsMAYBEITWASBETTERBEFOREinbiglilacletterson

abillboardontheothersideofthehighwayiwanttobecomepartoftheworld,freefromthe
worldandpartofitallatonceiwanttobigandbeautifulandindifferentiwantpeopletobreathe
meintotheirlungsiwanttobepartoftheworldiwanttobepartofsomething

Concept and aesthetics[edit]

Vaporwavehasbeenassociatedwithvarioustermssuchasaccelerationism,
anticapitalismandanarchocapitalism.ChristianWardofStylusstatedthat"vaporwave
isareflectionofsoullesstechnocorporatism."
[7]
Thegenrewasalsodescribedas
"ironicandsatiricalortrulyaccelerationist"byAdamHarperofDummyMagazine,who
arguedthattheterm"vaporwave"itselfisalsoreminiscentofapassagefromKarl
MarxsCommunistManifesto,"allthatissolidmeltsintoair."
[8]
Vaporwavemusician
VIRTUAL,aliasofmusicianVektroid,describedheralbumas
abriefglimpseintothenewpossibilitiesofinternationalcommunicationandaparody
ofAmericanhypercontextualizationofeAsiacirca1995."
[9]

Vaporwavealsodrawsonearlyinternetimagerysuchas

heymanijustwanttobeapartofsomething
butlikeinacoolcyberpunkway

Ivelostbetterpeople.

metallicflamethecandlestickis
bendingintopinholesandtheway
spacecraftsarecallinghomeandthe
homingdevicesarelockedontheirtargets
theresarecordinthesettingwaysof
travellingbetweenthehereandnow
evenwhenweretoldtheyreallthesamething
no,
no,
notevenclosebutsuckthestraw
humanityhascrimpedagainstfingersinattemptto
breaktherules,inanattemptto
settlethescoresbetween
ancientrivalries
tasteofteeth
swampwaterdecree
juicedorgansforthebreakfastingmasses

onetimeiwasplayingcatchwithanerffootballandapineneedlegotstuckinmywristiwas6
yearsold

thats tragic man im sorry

stopputtingfuckingyoutubelinkseverywhereitsobnoxious
youre obnoxious

()

quetriste

handsashtonletton
I.
Youheldmelikeasheetofglass
Cracked,butstillintact
Withyourfingertipsontheedges
Tryingtofigureouttwothings:
Howtokeepmefromfallingapart
Howtokeepfromcuttingyourself
II.
Youlitafirebystriking
Yourflinttippedfingers
Onmyspinemadefromsteel
YoutoldmeIwasbeautiful
Withoutspeakingasingleword
Yourflamehasburnedmycampfirehearttoashes
III.
Icantimagineitwaseasyforyou
Withmewrappedsotightlyaroundyourfinger
Thatyourcirculationwascutoff
Icouldfeelyourheartbeat
Inyourfingerprints
Whentheyburnedhotlikecoilsonmyskin
Icouldnttellifitwaspassionornot
SoIleft
Iwonderifyouevertrytocallme
Dialingwithyourheartbeat
Stillinyourfingertips
IV.
Icantputmyfingeronit
Butyouputyoursonme
Slidingovercurvesandintothedips
Thesmallofmyback
Myarms,myhips
Youvegotstaticbuiltup
Andwhenwecomeincontact
Itsurgesthroughusbothatonce

Andourheartsracetogether
Downpathsneitherofuswillspeakof

PLEASE
STOP

inthename
oflove

beforeyoubreakmy<3

bong420blazeit

taze it bro

Itlookslikeyoufinallygotapieceofthepieramid
Suckingcherriesdryeatingcrustinpeaceapie
Swallowallyouwantamonthwaitingforthekooky
Crumbstofalldownonyourfriendsyumproletarryidiots
Coatedleadonmoneyseedsfunhellforyourpyramidscheme

cherryheldmyhandandsaidshefeltlikegettingshot
swayingonthesidewalklikeadrunkbutmaybenot
buttheskylinestilllookedsoprettyfromhere
andtalkwascheapmydarling

http://salvagemydream.bandcamp.com/track/thecostofliving


yowhoeverpostedthisnice

ur ass so flat its like im in mode 7,
gurl

i had to use surf cause i was drowning in pussy,
gurl
TheEndofCubicTime

Sincethedawnofcivilization
InthefertilevalleysofMesopotamia
Sincethefirsthomonidbeingsmigrated
OutofAfricaandintotheAsiansupercontinent
TheyhavewantedanswersaboutthetruthoftheUniverse
TheywanttoknowifGodexists
Theanswer?No.
Theywanttoknowwhattherealtruthis.

Reasonissealedbyphilosophersofthepast
Theirphilosophyhascomeourway
Somuchofithasbeensuperseded
Orwithsuperstition,orwithlimited
Illconceivedthoughts
Andyetitremains
Why?Becauseofinertia.
Youdon'tevenwanttoknow.

Thereisexistence,andthereistruth
Truthishardtoseewhenyou'rebrainwashed
It'slikeasphinxwithahiddenriddle
It'shardtograspandit'shardtofind
Astandardofknowledge,astandardofwisdom
Andifallofthepeopledon'treachthem,then
Whatdoyouthinkwillhappen?
Destruction.

Lockedintheirstonebox
Inancienttoweringcrumblingbuildings
Aperpetualinfancyisthestateoftheirthoughts
Forifevertheyhadinklingsofhigherthings
Thentheyhaveforsakenthoseinklings.

Itlookslikesomethingmightbeabouttohappen
Something'sgoingtohappenallright
Lasersarecomingoutofthecars!
Morelasersarecomingoutofthecars!
Asthoughthecarsarelasermachines
Thatfirelasersatwill
Asthoughtheyhaverevolted

Againsttheirverypurposeofdrivingonroads
Andhaveelectedlaserproduction
Asapleasurableaim!Theyareemittingalotoflasers!

Meanwhilethedogmatistscontinuewiththeiringrainedtraditions

AViolentClassRevolution

Toassurejudicioususeofyour
Ammunition
Aswellasanincreasedabilityto goddamit,ithoughtthiswasgoing
Target tobeareallycleveracrostic
Duetolessened
Recoil butno.
Besureto
Fire
Inshort,controlled
Bursts
Preferablyofthreetofive
Bullets
Conservationofyour
Ammunition
Isessentialtocontinuingyour
Killstreak

Relocateaftereliminatingthree
Enemypersonnel
Ortwoifyouareassaultinga
Heavytrafficarea
Relocationdistancecanbe
Sixinches
Orsixhundredfeet
Itisimportant
Toflummoxyour
Enemy
Byalteringyourlocation
Whenhereturnsforyou
Hewillknowwhereyouare

Constantlyremainawareofyoursurroundingsand
Coveryourbodyasmuchaspossible,spatiallyandchronologicallywith
Coverand
Angles.
Itispreferabletoremainbehind
Cover
Ofsufficientthicknesstostopabullet
Butany
Cover

Isbetterthanno
Cover.
Asadisclaimer,itisimportanttonotethattheoveruseof
Cover
Canleadtotheenemyutilizing
Explosives
Lightsupportweaponsora
Flankingroute

Aviolentclassrevolutionisaninevitablebyproductofaculturedeprivedoffairopportunity.

IFYOUSQUINTANDLOOKFROMADISTANCEITLOOKSLIKEACOW.

I think it looks more like Cherry from the Studio Killerz

when i die i want you to fuck my body.

God the hermaphrodite

He has the internal reproductive
organs of a person
who habitually pretends to be something

else. Hes a stern citadel determined
not to yield
the psychiatric diagnosis of
ecclesiastical controversy

to little children
shut up in a tiny room. No more water

or electricity, no more broken windows or doors slamming
in the faces of
both perceptual and conceptual

witnesses to the enthusiastic admiration
of that distinguished
biology. His moist cloud

has been perpetually gathering at its crest it preserves
the ideology of
the poor children.
He fancies their pale mouths. He fancies

their pale skin. The poor children imagine
themselves in a room without covered windows,
without bleached walls,
but they are ravished by god

the hermaphrodite, from whose head swells out six horns

and one very large needle.

someone write a poem here.

Today I met god.
We had a little talk.
He told me about his son.
I told him about my cock. :)

brilliant.

Thanks. :)

THISIS
(NOT)
POETRY
seethethingaboutartisthatitssupposedtobeareflectionofsocietysoweallgetusedto
certaintypesofreflection,wegetusedtoseeingourfacesincertainways.wedontlikeitwhen
itchanges.altlitwaslikethat,youknow??poetrythatwasmeanttofogupthemirrorsoyou
actuallyhavetohuntforyoursoulsoyouactuallyhavetolookhard.maybewejustgottiredofall
thoseclassicpoemsthataresofuckingtarnishedthatwhenweglanceintothem,someone
elsesfaceisstaringbackatus:englishteachers,romangods.maybealtlitevolvedoutofwant
foramoremodernmirrorandmaybeitevolvedbecauseweallgotfuckingbored
buthoweverithappened,nothingdetermineswhatpoetryis
evenwatermakesagoodmirror

thisisnotpoetry:iamdrawingthehorizonlinewithmyfingers,tryingtofigureoutwhichsmearinthedistanceyou
becamewhenyouwalkedout,thisisnotpoetrybecauseitfeelslikeiamashortcircuit,likeiamanerror,likeiam
shuttingdownonthefloorofmyroomwhilesortingsocksthisisnotpoetrybutiwillsureashellwriteaboutit
untilmyfingersbecometoocoldtoholdthepenanymorebecausethatswhatmakesapoet,isntit:wewrite
abouttheshittiestthingsinourlivesandthebestthingsandtheeverythingsbecauseitholdsbackthefearof
deathforjustalittlelongerthisisnotpoetrybutitsureishowiremindmyselfofeverywoundandopen
constellationstillburninginmybloodandgoddamnifwetwowerethelastpeopleleftaliveyoustillwouldntread
mywritingbecausenobodywantsto,notwhenitswritteninwaysthatfeellikethebuttonsunravellingfromyour
favoritecoat.goddamnimissyousobaditmakesmewanttovomitandthatsnotpoeticbutillmakeitsoundlike
itis.

EROGUROMECHAROMANCE

polishedwhitefloors,bloodmixingwithmilk,smashedglassyouthinkwasanerrorofprogramming?

buyapersonalbotforyourfamilyyouhaveasmallchild,threeorfouryearsold,whoneedsanannygetherone
withaprecisionthatwillrivalthoseofbrainsurgeons.youhaveason,fifteen,softspokenandintelligenthespendsmoretime
practicingtobecomeatechtherapistthanhedoesspeaktoyou.thebotwillbehistestdummy.sessionsofpsychotherapywith
anA.I.implementthatspeakssomellifluouslyinbitsandbytesandbinarycode.youpreprogammedthemtorespondwithfalse
memoriesofcarefulhandsscrewingarmsandlegstogether,threadingwireslikeveins,ametalheartthrobbinginahoturanium
pool.

(anditwasthisuraniumhearthefellinlovewithitwasthealuminumasshefucked)
youthinkyoucantakesomethingsounfeelingandpourintoitallyourphysicaldesire?youlookintothosered
eyes,glowing,andyouseenothing.Iseeacreaturepushedtothebrinkofinsanity.numberscrawlinglikemaggotsinthe
furthestcorners.

strictlyspeakingthere'snothingstandingbetweensowhat'ssouncertain?
everythingeverisendlessandeveryonelikeusendsuptogetherforeversowhynotus?
maybei'mmeekandmaybemanythinkyou'remuchtoomanlyformebuttough,
becausebestbudscanbeboyfriendstooandbetweenusisnoburden

stop deleting the tonetta link buttmunch.

its beautiful.










Ive lost myself among the multitudes.

ladyluck

mantiskiss
kshkshhhCRUNCH

Iwouldlunchonyourafterward,
ifonlyyouwouldofferme
handfulsofyourlifein
somanymouthfulsof
lies.

still,Iloveyou.

mantiskiss
kshkshhhCRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH

inmyhome,itsbed,fuckandbreakfast.
thechildrenareasleep
(thechildrenaremydreams,
crushed,likesomanyfliesbetween
windowpanes)

still,Iloveyou.

(evenwithyourheadbetweenmymandibles)

everyoneyouliketurnsouttobeacompletedoofus

imdroppingdownandout,
intoanewtypeoflifestyle,
wheremywordscanbefound
stucktothebottomofadesk.

iwillbepoorandcyclingthrough
aseriesoftemporarygirlfriends.
youwillbefuckingoldrichmen,
andifyoudontlikemywording,
youcancrymeacontrivedpoem.
youcanwritemeafuckingriver.
//j.p.webster

Ihopethisisartandnotsomesicksnufffilmshit

Awake!

To protect yourself against Satan

You must first acknowledge
That he exists.
So that you are not
Ignorant of his designs
You need not dread Satans power.
Get rid of any paraphernalia
Associated with demon activity
Amulets
Printed matter
Videos
Music
And computer applications
That promote spiritism or divination
Most of mankind
Have yielded to Satans influence
And have thus come under his power.
By reading the Bible
You can obtain vital knowledge of Satans tactics
By obeying the Bibles wise counsel
You can protect yourself against Satans evil machinations.
Oppose the Devil, and he will flee from you.


What the fuck is
satan?
Therealquestionisntwhatbutwho?

Da Doys Duild a Doat

In a small town, just about like the one you live in there lived four children. A bossy sister that is 9, and
two brothers, the oldest 7 and the youngest 4, and a wee little baby sister who just turned 1. The children
were very adventurous and love to do things, all sorts of things, just like you do.

One day the brothers were bored and were trying to figure out something to do, so they decided that
they wanted to build something. But, what to build? The four year old suggested a toy, MMM? The seven
year old thought may they could build a car, VRROOM! No, mom and dad had a car, and they had a
bunch of toys, so what could two boys build? How about a boat! Yeah! they exclaimed with real
excitement, that would be so cool, with a boat, we could fish, said the seven year old, would could ski, said
the four year old

The next morning the boys the boys got up real early and started to gather up all the supplies they would
need to make a boat. They decided that they would need some wood, some nails, and screws, and they
even snuck into dads workshop and borrowed some of his tools. This was usually not a good idea, but
they figured dad would be ok with it this time, he was getting a boat out of this whole deal. That
afternoon after the boys had rounded up all the supplies they figured they would need, they ask mom to
take them to the library, so they might could find a book on how to build a boat. Mom, was so excited
that the boys wanted to go to the library that she forgot to even ask why they wanted to go. After a little
help from the librarian the boys found a book with plans and everything on boat building and
construction.

The boys work real hard all day, and even into the night on the boat. They nailed every nail screwed
every screw, and sawed every board. They followed the plan they picked out as good as two boys to
follow a plan, and in no time the boys were just about finished, they stepped back from there creation,
and what they had build was the neatest, fanciest, greatest, and fasted...

MAILBOX!

Mailbox, the boys screamed, we were suppose to be building a boat, why do we have a mailbox. The boys
looked over there plans, and looked, and looked, and looked and just could not figure out what they did
wrong. That night at supper the boys couldnt eat a bite, they were just so upset about there mailbox, I
mean boat. After mom had give the boys a bath they decided to ask sister for help. It is hard for a boy to
get help from his sister on a building project, but the boys decided they just didnt have any choice. And,
maybe, just maybe sister could help.

Sister had been wonder what the boys were up to and when the boys actually came to her for help, she
was very pleased and excited to help. The next morning the boys led sister to the work area and she got
her first look at the boat, she said, brothers this is about the nicest mailbox, I ever did see. The boys
were not amused. Sister looked over the plans, and looked over the boat looking for anything that the
boys did wrong, she measured, she had them measure, the checked the whole thing out very good and
after about half the day had passed, the exclaimed,I have, I have found the problem, you boys see that

nail right there, it is not in the right place, it needs to be moved over, about three inches in this direction,
and I believe that the boat will be a boat. The boys were so excited that the tore that nail out and put it
just were sissy said it needed to be, and all the sudden with a loud crash and a big boom, the boys and
sister stood back and glazed upon the biggest, the fasted, the coolest...

DOGHOUSE

Doghouse, the boys screamed, we were suppose to be building a boat, why do we have a doghouse. Sissy
and the boys were dazed, they looked over the plans for the rest of the afternoon and just could figure
out what had gone wrong. At supper that night none of the kids ate anything because they could not
thing of eating, how were they to fix that doghouse, I mean boat. After bath, sister and the boys decided
that if they had a good nights sleep, maybe with fresh eyes in the morning they could figure out what
went wrong.

The children got up real early the next morning because all three wanted to get outside to the boat, eager
to start back to work and get this project done. Sister spent the entire morning studying the plans and
working on every calculation, and after several hours of studying she exclaimed, I got it, I see the
problem right here, see these two screws, they are in the wrong spot! We need to move them over and I
believe that this will fix our doghouse, and make our boat! The boys didnt waste a second they were
twisting the screws off the board and moving them to the exact spot sissy said they should be. And, the
moment the boys twisted the last screw, the doghouse mad a loud crash, followed by a big boom and all
of the sudden the boys and there sister had the nicest, fastest, coolest...

SLIDING BOARD

Sliding board, the boys screamed, we are suppose to be building a boat, why do we have a sliding board.
Sissy said, we have a mail box, spot has a doghouse, but we needed a sliding board, so this is not so
bad. The seven year old said, a slide would be nice, but we really want a boat, so sissy please figure out
what we are doing wrong! Sissy slid down for the top of the board, and said, ok brother, I will see
what I can do. Sister spent the rest of the day looking over the plans and as it was getting dark, she
exclaimed, I believe I have found the last problem, you guys did not saw the board short enough, so
yall take it off, and cut it and then put it back and I believe this will fix the problem. The boys worked
into the night and at last, they replaced that board with one just the right length and suddenly with a
loud crash the boys had themself the fastest, coolest, most beautiful..

BOAT!

That two boys could build, even if they had to get help from there sister.

The next day the boy and sister, invited Mom, Dad, and baby sister down to the project site to take a
look at what they had been up to, and the parents were so excited to see such a marvelous new boat. So,
that afternoon the entire family packed up a lunch and took the boat to the lake. They stayed out until

dark and had a great time. They fished and swam and dad even suggested the kids build a motor so they
could ski. Sister stated that if it could be built, her brother could do it!

THE END

by jeremiah-miller.tumblr.com





















this is just a blank page. what the fuck is this. you call this art?
DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT ART IS?





there are some words i just cant bear to look at. their form on the page and sound on my tongue disgusts
me. you wanna be a poet and you wanna elicit a reaction well have you ever spent most of the day peeling
apart every single split end of your hair and thinking about the absurdity of roman numerals? you get so
wrapped up in the quest for the elimination of split ends soon youre just biting the off. it makes a snip snip
sound between your teeth and it feels like youre accomplishing something significant for the first time in
your life. belly full of hair, you think about the ball of hair in your stomach and imagine there must be some
negative medical consequences to this but it never comes. youre self-destructive but still beautiful.

tl;dr: if you want to be a poet then eat your bad hair

IthinkIminlovewithyou.

i dont care.
Ohwellhaveaniceday!

wait

PLEASEdont
STOPthe rain
i like toking under an umbrella 420

Theyalwaystellme
Youdontknow
Whatyouhave
Untilitsgone
ThistimeIknew
Andthatswhy
Ithurtsmore
Thaneverbefore

youmakeeachdrag
oneachnewcigarette
worthlosingthatminute
becauseeachintake
isasecond
withyou

IFEELEXTREMELYDISSATISFIEDWITHTHINGSINGENERALBUTIDONTWANT
TOFEELTHATWAYFOREWVERANDIDONTTHINKIWILL.IDONTTHINKIWILL.I
THINKONEDAYIWILLFEELQUITEHAPPY,INFACT,ANDILOOKFORWARDTO
THATDAYVERYMUCH.WHENTHATDAYCOMESIWILLBEVERYHAPPYORAT
LEASTIWILLBEABLETOLOOKATFLOWERSINTHEPARKFORHOURSONEND
ANDNOTFEELLIKEDYINGWHENIMFINISHED.ONTHEDAYTHATIFEEL
SATISFIEDITHINKIWILLBEABLETOTALKTOMYMOTHERABOUTTHEWEATHER
ANDCOOKINGANDITHINKSHEWILLLISTEN.ANDIWILLSPEAK.ANDTHENSHE
WILLSPEAK.ANDIWILLLISTEN.IWILLBEABLETOTALKTOMYFATHERABOUT
THETHINGSHELIKESLIKEFOOTBALLANDBASKETBALLANDIWILLFEEL
COMFORTABLEDOINGTHAT.ILLKISSMYSISTERANDTHECHEEKANDTELL
HERSHESQUITESMARTFORHERAGEANDILLKISSMYOTHERSISTERONTHE
OTHERCHEEKANDTELLHERSHESQUITESHORTBUTTHATTHATSOKAY.I
WILLTELLMYBROTHERHEDESERVESGOODTHINGSANDCANACHIEVETHEM.
IHOPEIWILLDESERVEGOODTHINGS.IHOPEIWILLACHIEVETHEM.PERHAPSI
WILLONTHATDAY.IWILL.

how will we
ever know
when it
ends?









(April 7 2014 at 11:59 EST)

pasts,currents,futuresashtonletton
Ithinkthehardestthing
Isrealizinghowcallousedyourhandsare
Andseeingthatyouvebeenholdingon
Forfartoolong
Tothesethingsthatdontevenreallymatter
Andyouvejustbeenholdingbecausepeopletoldyouto
So
Youletgo
Youwatchtheblistersonyourhands
Openupandbleedoutalloftheopportunitiesyouvemissed
Andyouwonderhowyouneverfeltthem
Andyouthinkabouthowyouvelived
Foreveryoneelse
Theoceanhasnothingonmysaltyeyes
Andthewaterfallsoftheworldhaveneverfallenlikethis
AndIvewantedtoflowupstreaminthisriverforsolong
ButIneverknewbecauseIwastoldtoholdon
Andkeepoutofthecurrentsthatmightcausemetostray
SoIlistened

literallynothingislikeremembering
walkingingymclasswithyouandforthefirsttimerunningoutofthingsto
say
fasterthanourlegscouldmove.
its10:50pmanditsalmostover
literallynothingisliketellingtheworldanonymouslythatiamstillinlovewith
you
youjustlooksdifferenttodaythanyesterday.
youaremyliteralgatsby,myliteraldaisy,myliteralgreenlightattheendofthe
tunneliwillneverstopwalkingincirclesaroundyouiwillneverstopwantingto.
iwillneverstopbeingnailpolishandcharcoalandlooseleafpaper
tellhernottoleaveme
orillknowitsyou

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