im back
im back
everybody fuckin' let it come out
ive been away for 2 years
I was dating a girl that was intimidated by this whole community
sorry i was gone
hope youll have me back
needless to say this relationship didnt work out
Im listening to tomwaits 4 am in chicago
can I start contributing again?
bitch at me
then i wanna start posting again
ive been away for 2 years
I was dating a girl that was intimidated by this whole community
sorry i was gone
hope youll have me back
needless to say this relationship didnt work out
Im listening to tomwaits 4 am in chicago
can I start contributing again?
bitch at me
then i wanna start posting again
"well you play that tarantelle and all the hounds will start to roar"
"the boys all go to hell and then the cubans hit the floor"
"they drive along the pipeline, they tango til theyre sore"
"they take out all their nightmares and they leave 'em by the door"
"let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair"
"deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs"
"tell you all my secrets"
"but I lie about my past"
"and send me off to bed for ever more"
i just got back from a 4-day bender in new orleans
i fuckin' love that place
its such a shambolic catastrophe
does PA like NO?
"the boys all go to hell and then the cubans hit the floor"
"they drive along the pipeline, they tango til theyre sore"
"they take out all their nightmares and they leave 'em by the door"
"let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair"
"deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs"
"tell you all my secrets"
"but I lie about my past"
"and send me off to bed for ever more"
i just got back from a 4-day bender in new orleans
i fuckin' love that place
its such a shambolic catastrophe
does PA like NO?
"my head is spinin round
my heart is in my shoes
i will set the thames on fire
and i must come back down
she like feelin asleep boy
ican feel it inmy bones
anywhere
anywhere
i wanan lay me head
i wanna call my home
i see that the world is upside down
seems like my pockets were filled up
with gold
now the clouds they covered everything old
and the wind was blowin cold
i dont need anybody
cuz i learned
i learned to be alone
i said anywhere
anywhere
i learn to lay my head boy
i call my home"
so i was in new orleans and i went to sleep behind a dumpster in an alley
i couldnt have been happier
it was like i was lyin' down with arthur rimbaud and george orwell
im glad i didnt get throttled
i remember sleeping at the pont de l'alma metro stop
and seeing the tour eiffel as i went to sleep
beautiful intransigence
i went out with the sloth once in paris and stole ficus. i slept in a car park and the gendarmes woke me up and i ran off
they were like:
"cette arbe c'est a toi"
is this your tree
"non, c'etait un ami qui m'a donne l'arbe"
no, my friend gave me this tree
im glad i didnt get arrested
im going to go get a W.B. Yeats poem then go to bed
man! im loaded
my heart is in my shoes
i will set the thames on fire
and i must come back down
she like feelin asleep boy
ican feel it inmy bones
anywhere
anywhere
i wanan lay me head
i wanna call my home
i see that the world is upside down
seems like my pockets were filled up
with gold
now the clouds they covered everything old
and the wind was blowin cold
i dont need anybody
cuz i learned
i learned to be alone
i said anywhere
anywhere
i learn to lay my head boy
i call my home"
so i was in new orleans and i went to sleep behind a dumpster in an alley
i couldnt have been happier
it was like i was lyin' down with arthur rimbaud and george orwell
im glad i didnt get throttled
i remember sleeping at the pont de l'alma metro stop
and seeing the tour eiffel as i went to sleep
beautiful intransigence
i went out with the sloth once in paris and stole ficus. i slept in a car park and the gendarmes woke me up and i ran off
they were like:
"cette arbe c'est a toi"
is this your tree
"non, c'etait un ami qui m'a donne l'arbe"
no, my friend gave me this tree
im glad i didnt get arrested
im going to go get a W.B. Yeats poem then go to bed
man! im loaded
I think of the women that i knew in paris and havent spoke with in years
i hope they are living happily, but to me its as though they are dead
"I dreamed that one had died in a strange place
near no accustomed hand;
And they had nailed boards above her face
The peasants of that land,
Wondering to lay her in that solitude,
And raised above her mound
A cross they had made out of two bits of wood
And planted cypress round:
And left her to the indifferent stars above
Until I carved these words:
She was more beautiful than thy first love
But now lies under boards
-"A Dream of Death" W.B. Yeats
poetry in middle of the night
its what i do
love,
Kyle
i hope they are living happily, but to me its as though they are dead
"I dreamed that one had died in a strange place
near no accustomed hand;
And they had nailed boards above her face
The peasants of that land,
Wondering to lay her in that solitude,
And raised above her mound
A cross they had made out of two bits of wood
And planted cypress round:
And left her to the indifferent stars above
Until I carved these words:
She was more beautiful than thy first love
But now lies under boards
-"A Dream of Death" W.B. Yeats
poetry in middle of the night
its what i do
love,
Kyle
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A couple of years ago, around 4am, Kyle and I and three girls piled into a steam room with a case of stolen champagne. Two of the girls and I started to get it on. One girl was giving me head and the other was letting me suck on her breasts. I was highly enjoying myself, as you do in those situations, when I heard Kyle say to the third girl, "Can I rub my penis on your leg? It wouldn't be anything sexual."
Then he threw up.
The next day he got a blow job in the pig barn from Rosie.
The day after that he flew to Europe with no undies on. Never to be heard from again, until now.
Then he threw up.
The next day he got a blow job in the pig barn from Rosie.
The day after that he flew to Europe with no undies on. Never to be heard from again, until now.
I think I remember Kyle, he came to seattle and watched us all playbasketball...I think he was sitting on the bench drinking beer and making McCutheon wish he was drinking instead of playing, or maybe wishing that he was getting a blowjob in a pig barn or something. I know that that's prefererable to most activities, although the concept of a pig barn isn't that sexy.
Welcome Kyle!
Welcome Kyle!