The Last Day__(a story)

twenty five cent check
got a free appetizer
i thought i got caught

make me feel like shit
i didnt eat your pankakes
searching for boxes

i lied to them all
and succeed every time
when will this all stop

if steve had asked me:
what is the matter with you?
id say: fuck you steve

sports

it makes me wonder
if life were better backwards
like a vagina

a text from my mom
how did i ever like this
cross country is gay

a nonchalant tool
i want a double skateboard
strapped to a drum kit

taylor kings ice cream
pictures of conners girlfriend
my stubble woman

tits

my life is complete
a factor of zero noise
updating your calls

both bored and busy
i think that we just nailed it
im sick of all this

well who fuckin knew
it wasnt a solution
tom cruise eulogy

space blank space blank space
i could have sworn i was god<
we’re all out of beer

preferred by leechers

performance system
a god homeless deity
rein on me mister

saga of ryzom
gluttony gutter rapist
if you asked i would

nobody’s perfect
the sisters would go to hell
if spell check was real

i can still believe
the glow from our burning bones
liquidate my funds

why would you do that
i got a text from my mom<
you should have been there

im reckless

twenty four to snore
got a real snow plow machine
bottlecap necklace

our midnight moment
we shared moonlight from the roof
of my grandpa’s van

penetration, dawg
i really was pressed for time
i couldnt make it

lemonade lady
sisterhood of the fat pants
no inheritance

“i killed saturday
loneliness is a disease
and booze is the cure”

laying down in bed
i considered a vortex
thrashing with peppy