February 2011
I aint no stranger to drugs, I’ve had my fair share Had my head up in the clouds like a fucking care bear Chattin all dat raah care, yeah I’m jus’ experimentin’ MDMA, LSD, Amphetamines, all the rest of that shit that goes with it Why is it everyone who does drugs think they know everything there is to know about life already? Just by sitting on their setee doing drugs in...
January 2011
Just a perfect day Drink Sangria in the park And then later When it gets dark, we go home
“Ah wonder if anybody this side of the Atlantic has ever bought a baseball bat with playing baseball in mind.”
For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow The love I gave hangs in sad colored, mocking shadows The bitterest pill is mine to take If I took it for a hundred years, I couldn’t feel any more ill
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back Knows where I get my shirts and where I get my pants Where I get my trousers, where I get socks My leg measurements and the size of my cock
Bittersweet taste made his gold tooth ache, uh
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Isn’t it good to be lost in the wood? Isn’t it bad, so quiet there in the wood? Meant even less to me than I thought
Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume A hot summers day and sticky black tarmac Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away
“My mom doesn’t like these because she says the genitals are too up in your face....”
– Ryan McGinley, on his mother’s reaction to Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere
Just a perfect day Feed animals in the zoo Then later A movie, too, and then home
