more ramblings
hi blog. yes.
this is formality. though i dunno why i personify you at times.
when you're just a slate.
which i inscribe reality.
or do i?
so mind if i scribble on you now?
in a language you dont understand?
im sure you dont.
cuz you cant mind.
and im not outta my mind.
and you dont have a choice.
so lie down.
and quit weeping.
cuz you can't. as the keyboard scribes.
black fonts into your white surface.
times new roman.arial.sans new sarif.wingdings.
all that just to amuse me.
and tell another story of robbery.
to the world.
cuz ive been robbed. and so have we.
"are you broke? can i rob you? "
they ask. and we surrender.
in more ways than one.
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que seulement vous comprendriez
que seulement vous ne vous cacheriez pas
que seulement vous ne courriez pas
que seulement vous pourriez voir
que seulement vous pourriez estimer
que seulement vous pourriez agir
que seulement vous pourriez parler.
cela seulement.
mais vous ne pouvez pas.
le dillusion de tristesse perdu par confusion et le seul traitement juste pourraient être vous
comment ose je faites-vous connaître sans perdre le présent.
“ 至少，等待着你那个人，一定不会令你感到寂寞。
“它”就是邂逅， 离别和透明的布片。 ”
au revoir....
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if you can understand the above.
migod.... you're bored.
now for story of today.
and its not "simplethotz"
nor is it "make some noise"
but a mix. so lets name this style.
of sewing yarns..
simple-ice.
hi blog.
firstly. if no one understood the previous post.
dont bother.
read it literally, laterally, horizontally, vertically,
nonsensically, imcomprehensibly.
and leave it as that.
icp.
its scary. to offer a critique of ur lecturer.
over the urinal.
with your friends when.
the person in mention is just right behind you.
lolx.
if i hurt you im sorry.
but you're really irritatingly funny.
just don't remember my face as your student.
cuz. i'll be shy and hide away the next time i see you.
so much for suicide.
so your visa is not approved.
im sorry i cant help you.
though i promised to.
the time spent running around is making me blue.
call me soon.
cuz i promised too.
dadee. its you....... bleah....
that i want to pay.
but u say.
i wont take your money.
cuz im not done with the job, honey.
so the rentee is not free.
and the renter is not getting off scot free.
may the roof crash on you.
when ur tenancy ends.
i really have nothing meaningful to say already.
turned down de for cabana.
juz didnt feel like moving.
being pulled in all directions.
sometimes, is quite funny.
wonder how one will look like an over-stretched shirt?
a lil washing usually solves the problem.
so i think i need a shower.
i havent had dinner.
i havent.
but im going to.
its 940pm.
and im going to.
eat.
so i'll leave the house a lil stretched.
and its not cellulite thats making me look etched.
etched. is a word.
etched. is a feeling.
etched. is NOT mutilation.
etched. is how the blog feels as i type.
and i can understand that feeling.
im also feeling hungry.
to quote sim.
with regards to comparing. intangibles. lol.
"seventh heaven and seven eleven."
"bye bye bye.....bye bye bye bye"
just. dont go quietly into the night.
;p
signing off.
this is formality. though i dunno why i personify you at times.
when you're just a slate.
which i inscribe reality.
or do i?
so mind if i scribble on you now?
in a language you dont understand?
im sure you dont.
cuz you cant mind.
and im not outta my mind.
and you dont have a choice.
so lie down.
and quit weeping.
cuz you can't. as the keyboard scribes.
black fonts into your white surface.
times new roman.arial.sans new sarif.wingdings.
all that just to amuse me.
and tell another story of robbery.
to the world.
cuz ive been robbed. and so have we.
"are you broke? can i rob you? "
they ask. and we surrender.
in more ways than one.
----------------------------------------------
que seulement vous comprendriez
que seulement vous ne vous cacheriez pas
que seulement vous ne courriez pas
que seulement vous pourriez voir
que seulement vous pourriez estimer
que seulement vous pourriez agir
que seulement vous pourriez parler.
cela seulement.
mais vous ne pouvez pas.
le dillusion de tristesse perdu par confusion et le seul traitement juste pourraient être vous
comment ose je faites-vous connaître sans perdre le présent.
“ 至少，等待着你那个人，一定不会令你感到寂寞。
“它”就是邂逅， 离别和透明的布片。 ”
au revoir....
-------------------------------------------------
if you can understand the above.
migod.... you're bored.
now for story of today.
and its not "simplethotz"
nor is it "make some noise"
but a mix. so lets name this style.
of sewing yarns..
simple-ice.
hi blog.
firstly. if no one understood the previous post.
dont bother.
read it literally, laterally, horizontally, vertically,
nonsensically, imcomprehensibly.
and leave it as that.
icp.
its scary. to offer a critique of ur lecturer.
over the urinal.
with your friends when.
the person in mention is just right behind you.
lolx.
if i hurt you im sorry.
but you're really irritatingly funny.
just don't remember my face as your student.
cuz. i'll be shy and hide away the next time i see you.
so much for suicide.
so your visa is not approved.
im sorry i cant help you.
though i promised to.
the time spent running around is making me blue.
call me soon.
cuz i promised too.
dadee. its you....... bleah....
that i want to pay.
but u say.
i wont take your money.
cuz im not done with the job, honey.
so the rentee is not free.
and the renter is not getting off scot free.
may the roof crash on you.
when ur tenancy ends.
i really have nothing meaningful to say already.
turned down de for cabana.
juz didnt feel like moving.
being pulled in all directions.
sometimes, is quite funny.
wonder how one will look like an over-stretched shirt?
a lil washing usually solves the problem.
so i think i need a shower.
i havent had dinner.
i havent.
but im going to.
its 940pm.
and im going to.
eat.
so i'll leave the house a lil stretched.
and its not cellulite thats making me look etched.
etched. is a word.
etched. is a feeling.
etched. is NOT mutilation.
etched. is how the blog feels as i type.
and i can understand that feeling.
im also feeling hungry.
to quote sim.
with regards to comparing. intangibles. lol.
"seventh heaven and seven eleven."
"bye bye bye.....bye bye bye bye"
just. dont go quietly into the night.
;p
signing off.
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