I get my stuff today. yay! then its off to tattoo shop to work on tattoo design. yay!!!
Kemper Dexter Kythe Gigantic mrschainsaw vesta....you all rock.
ok now slightly nostalgic moment below. ignore if you so choose.
A year ago you left me stranded between Spadina and Queens.
A November frost on my breath and a tear in my heart I let bleed
A rape of everything I knew and all that my eyes have seen
A destruction of myself and a birth of something more than you could ever be
I sat on that train cold and wet with this song playing thanking you for teaching me
He sat thinking traveling the subway train
Clinging to a bag with jaded necklace and jaded ring
On the way from Spadina to west side Queens
She enjoyed everything that wasn't him
Loving the lamps and I.T. boys she eats their seed
While the adored shoelace guilt around her neck
She sits with a lied phone number ringing
Listening to their song on repeat his eyes dilate
As the serotonin waves wash over him in bed
Wasn't supposed to come but he went anyways
Looking for some form of the crux of truth
Lab coat embalmed he gets one chance of greeting
Yeah they came up with a robot name for him
While he sat and smoked in the room of stained glass
Keeping his name on a list she ignored any noise
All the while damning his heart in empathy
Hyperbolic sense of self it pushes them out
Sucking methamphetamines in the nasal stream
They walked in the falls acting like they cared
Laying naked the swallowed each others serum
Even as the world revolved outside oblivious
Writing in vain he keeps warping all reality
For she warps his far worse than in the past
Ramparts of memory overtaken shaking in dreams
A harlot's braces tear against every truthful seam
Licking across the naval piercing in lust he begins to wonder
Of who has been inside there in the week's time span
Jigsawed panic attacks scatter the pieces of moments
Read the book he gave it was of the municipality's plague
Relished every printed word except his name in the front
Gave a hushed cry and wrenched the pages out anyway
With finality the train stops and he hobbles off wandering
Kemper Dexter Kythe Gigantic mrschainsaw vesta....you all rock.
ok now slightly nostalgic moment below. ignore if you so choose.
A year ago you left me stranded between Spadina and Queens.
A November frost on my breath and a tear in my heart I let bleed
A rape of everything I knew and all that my eyes have seen
A destruction of myself and a birth of something more than you could ever be
I sat on that train cold and wet with this song playing thanking you for teaching me
He sat thinking traveling the subway train
Clinging to a bag with jaded necklace and jaded ring
On the way from Spadina to west side Queens
She enjoyed everything that wasn't him
Loving the lamps and I.T. boys she eats their seed
While the adored shoelace guilt around her neck
She sits with a lied phone number ringing
Listening to their song on repeat his eyes dilate
As the serotonin waves wash over him in bed
Wasn't supposed to come but he went anyways
Looking for some form of the crux of truth
Lab coat embalmed he gets one chance of greeting
Yeah they came up with a robot name for him
While he sat and smoked in the room of stained glass
Keeping his name on a list she ignored any noise
All the while damning his heart in empathy
Hyperbolic sense of self it pushes them out
Sucking methamphetamines in the nasal stream
They walked in the falls acting like they cared
Laying naked the swallowed each others serum
Even as the world revolved outside oblivious
Writing in vain he keeps warping all reality
For she warps his far worse than in the past
Ramparts of memory overtaken shaking in dreams
A harlot's braces tear against every truthful seam
Licking across the naval piercing in lust he begins to wonder
Of who has been inside there in the week's time span
Jigsawed panic attacks scatter the pieces of moments
Read the book he gave it was of the municipality's plague
Relished every printed word except his name in the front
Gave a hushed cry and wrenched the pages out anyway
With finality the train stops and he hobbles off wandering
VIEW 12 of 12 COMMENTS
kemper:
youre not a redhead! you dont carry the gene! its like a cult. haha
dominoe:
hey sexy beast....just wanted 2 say hello.