Source: Ramble 128: Are you too young to be sad?
Questions focusing on death, life, and the cruel existence of all that is in-between don’t hit you harder than when you are at your rock bottom. Like… Read more “Ramble 128: Are you too young to be sad?”
Writing is not for the weak. It is not to be deleted but shared. Share it with yourself, read it over and over again until its twisted… Read more “Ramble 127: What writing is all about”
Tobacco stained face Yellowed teeth, stink of old neglect Fat fat cheeks, like a little girl That you are. Fat and thin, short and oddly shaped Little… Read more “Ramble 126: Fat and Thin”
London bridge is fallin’ down Fallin’ down, fallin’ down London bridge is fallin’ down My fair homies. No brown hands to pull it back up Pull… Read more “Ramble 125: London bridge is fallin’ down”
roses are red violets are blue they are all “dead”: corpses lying in the room.
Hello, hello dear friends! Sorry for sounding like sex and the city’s Charlotte high on Samantha’s Viagra. I want to get a tattoo and more specifically this… Read more “Ramble 123: 5 reasons why snow leopards are my spirit animals”