3rd February 2003, 4:24 AM
It's 7:19am, and I haven't seemed to have slept a wink last night. It'll all be made up when I CRASH later. I'll die and wake up again. That's how I look at sleep. Death, born again. Shit, I don't wanna get up, ma, I was just born, stfu, let me experiment with my limbs for a while (no perverted ideas, no crying in public). But shit, if that were the case... I'm just 7 hours old! Truly beautiful to behold... and somebody should be told, my libido hasn't been controlled! Now the only thing I've come to trust is an orgasmic rush of lust... Rah-OSE tints my world and keeps me safe from my trouble and pain! Enough of fucking with things that others don't understand... never understand... but become afraid of what they can't comprehend and before you know it, they're at your doorstep with a noose made out of the pubic hairs of Tim Burton.
I don't think I'd want to be hung with his pubes... they'd be all dark and greasy and black and evil, and wrapping around my neck and parting my flesh and emitting some sort of creepy giggles and plans to conquer the world and all that is good. No, I think I'll go for Thora Birch instead. Her pubes'll be all nice and warm and cozy but not TOO cozy, yeah, cus they're green... who can fucking warm up to green pubic hairs wrapping around their neck and sealing their fate when 9871234982374980% of our decisions are based on colors??? I swear its true, I read it in an e-mail from DJ. I think he got it from Snopes or Onion or Trixie's XXX archive of fun and interesting facts related to the female pelvic errogenous parts... in that case, they'd be all talking about how when the clitoris is purple, the cunnilingus giver gets all intimidated and discouraged, because purple is royalty. Who the fuck wants to take royalty into their mouth and corrupt it?? Shit, too much of a responsibility to uphold... you figure they'll next try to marry you with the clit and even give you a little penis head crown or something... shit, I don't want to wake up to the same sticky organ every single night. I'd cry before long, feeling the typical Prince Albert Cadaiver Insecurity patch of neurosis formerly known as Charles or whatever the fuck that pretentious ass demands to be called nowadays. Who cares. It's all so irrelevant and besides that, it's blocking the fucking TV! Get some fucking cash. Listen to Nine Inch Nails. Die happy, but pretty as well. Happy, but pretty. The two don't always go hand in hand like Jellybeans and catsup.
Le sigh. :)
I don't think I'd want to be hung with his pubes... they'd be all dark and greasy and black and evil, and wrapping around my neck and parting my flesh and emitting some sort of creepy giggles and plans to conquer the world and all that is good. No, I think I'll go for Thora Birch instead. Her pubes'll be all nice and warm and cozy but not TOO cozy, yeah, cus they're green... who can fucking warm up to green pubic hairs wrapping around their neck and sealing their fate when 9871234982374980% of our decisions are based on colors??? I swear its true, I read it in an e-mail from DJ. I think he got it from Snopes or Onion or Trixie's XXX archive of fun and interesting facts related to the female pelvic errogenous parts... in that case, they'd be all talking about how when the clitoris is purple, the cunnilingus giver gets all intimidated and discouraged, because purple is royalty. Who the fuck wants to take royalty into their mouth and corrupt it?? Shit, too much of a responsibility to uphold... you figure they'll next try to marry you with the clit and even give you a little penis head crown or something... shit, I don't want to wake up to the same sticky organ every single night. I'd cry before long, feeling the typical Prince Albert Cadaiver Insecurity patch of neurosis formerly known as Charles or whatever the fuck that pretentious ass demands to be called nowadays. Who cares. It's all so irrelevant and besides that, it's blocking the fucking TV! Get some fucking cash. Listen to Nine Inch Nails. Die happy, but pretty as well. Happy, but pretty. The two don't always go hand in hand like Jellybeans and catsup.
Le sigh. :)