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You need to break it down to it's root words; deaf and use
I only got a year in linguistics and nobody plays, hahahaha. I majored in comp lit and philo, but was giving it all up for liguistics and languages. how do you spell linguistics. hic cubat fedilis apud libertinum parvulum
 
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Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - it is Dias de los Muertos (today and tomorrow)
 
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The World gets heavy, but we're still here. I am not dark. I'm here.
 
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it's impossible, I think, to have read within 500 of Bukowski's poems. I haven't. His shit is infinitely sprouting up and all pervasive. But this is Tom Waits reading maybe my favorite Bukowski poem, and they dramatized it. It brings so much shit to me,, if I had more time, everyone says that, I mean, just let do what I have to do, you ask me and I'll tell you. Of curse the wife and kids saved my life, multiple times, but maybe there's always the haunt of the one time that didn't quit take, the one that just missed, I "haunted" is a tripped up meaningless word used to threaten or be threatened by.

I think haunting is synapse left firing and non-unfiring, and we've came a long way from Freud, but everybody's happy to have absorbed an acclamated (how do you spell acclumated?) , but ..." hey, I got this spider spray, we should be good." - I think I'm wandering, and I somewhere to be. Thank you so much for your friendship and coming out, You know, in a lot of ancient cultures, when a shaman comes out after days alone in meditation and swings a bullwhip in the air to gather around and listen to his shit, they just stone him to death. ... Alright then. ...
 
You might have to turn it up, it's shit on my mono speaker.
 
you know that's jokes, thank you, I'm a non-believer, but I'm taking blessing today, I got shit to do.
 
it's impossible, I think, to have read within 500 of Bukowski's poems. I haven't. His shit is infinitely sprouting up and all pervasive. But this is Tom Waits reading maybe my favorite Bukowski poem, and they dramatized it. It brings so much shit to me,, if I had more time, everyone says that, I mean, just let do what I have to do, you ask me and I'll tell you. Of curse the wife and kids saved my life, multiple times, but maybe there's always the haunt of the one time that didn't quit take, the one that just missed, I "haunted" is a tripped up meaningless word used to threaten or be threatened by.

I think haunting is synapse left firing and non-unfiring, and we've came a long way from Freud, but everybody's happy to have absorbed an acclamated (how do you spell acclumated?) , but ..." hey, I got this spider spray, we should be good." - I think I'm wandering, and I somewhere to be. Thank you so much for your friendship and coming out, You know, in a lot of ancient cultures, when a shaman comes out after days alone in meditation and swings a bullwhip in the air to gather around and listen to his shit, they just stone him to death. ... Alright then. ...

I like Yates

To the waters and the wild! With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand...
 
Just popping in. I was somewhere else, and then somewhere else and then nowhere, and then sitting around realizing I'm nowhere doing nothing, and it's still Halloween, Dia de los Muertos, and I have to be somewhere tomorrow night, and in six hours, physically, somewhere. Sleep, perchance to dream, and I weighed the give a shit, just in my head. I figured I think my likeability overall is about 47, but it's in the morning now, so people are weak and I'm still strong, so 53 to 55. Go for it:

So, if it's around 7 a.m. and I want to be in bed at 8, and up at like 11, that's an hour to fuck around, a couple hours of sleep, if I skip being here, that's two hours maybe, I'm still gonna be fucking irritable and pissy, and right now I'm still in half a foggy god goodmood, and amiable for conversation. Alright then. WhOO WhOOOO WhooOOWHOOO. what's do you want to talk about. Also, first dude, I'm in an empty rolling box, not yet home, the tunebox is yours for ten minutes, then we switch it up.
Holy shit, you're a sight for sore eyes sir.
Always glad to see and read your stuff.
 
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From the title, I thought this thread was about Razor Ramon.
 
Just popping in. I was somewhere else, and then somewhere else and then nowhere, and then sitting around realizing I'm nowhere doing nothing, and it's still Halloween, Dia de los Muertos, and I have to be somewhere tomorrow night, and in six hours, physically, somewhere. Sleep, perchance to dream, and I weighed the give a shit, just in my head. I figured I think my likeability overall is about 47, but it's in the morning now, so people are weak and I'm still strong, so 53 to 55. Go for it:

So, if it's around 7 a.m. and I want to be in bed at 8, and up at like 11, that's an hour to fuck around, a couple hours of sleep, if I skip being here, that's two hours maybe, I'm still gonna be fucking irritable and pissy, and right now I'm still in half a foggy god goodmood, and amiable for conversation. Alright then. WhOO WhOOOO WhooOOWHOOO. what's do you want to talk about. Also, first dude, I'm in an empty rolling box, not yet home, the tunebox is yours for ten minutes, then we switch it up.
Couldn’t have said it any better myself
 
I'm pretty sure DMF is my uncle.
 
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