razor13

i cant figure out how to write with margins on this thing, very upsetting, i am computer illiterate, inept, kinda stupid, ya know? i through a hissy fit and freaked everybody out cuz' i wrote this poem on here and it wouldn't hold the margins and i am in pain with no painkillers and this girl wants me to take her to some gem sho9w in tuscon, az. but she ain't into anything sexual so i am like "how many drunk lesbian's can i get?" cuz' that's like the only action i've been getting and i am not unappreciative, but i feel like some novelty toy, like those joke dick-nose glasses and all i wanted to do was write a poem cuz' i just want to be in love or on heavy drugs and i just figured love might be cheaper this time around and my hand is killin' me and this actress who is in this movie that i wrote the script for called me to see if i was done with her scene changes, and i am not, even though i wish i was, and i want to work on some good music, but the only paying jobs that i have gotten lately are commercial crap and i was hopin' for a lil' sympathy from the executioner, but i see no mercy in his eyes..... and wrote something crazy off the top of my head for hel, but all this stuff started demanding my attention and i wanted to get back to it cuz' it felt good where it was goin' and the images that were coming but now i feel like i've got some block and all i want is a lil' release, and there that is....