Twentysomething

I suspect that’s what I needed to do with my life. Stop breaking it down to individual parts and let it blur. Who is to say that the blurred picture is less desirable than the clear static image?

d. drivel deviant dead dumb dread dreary dry drone didditydid dastardly dinged damn dammed dog-gy done dangerous drag damp dimpled dolores dang. ee cummings i shall imagine life is not worth dying,if (and when)roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every

porn n' ice cream. don't need em. don't really want em'. they're kinda bad for you. but fun? eh

There was an incident yesterday. On the N train, heading uptown. North to home, to dinner, to another normal night of whatevers and whatnots.

if only girls knew what went on inside the testosterone-addled malfunctioning male brain.

happiness is like peeing in your pants. everyone can see it and you can sure feel it.