Monday, September 12, 2011

the L(end) i a course 9-5 monday 11.08.10

my typa work






gas mask?







how bout one plug at the very beginning and one at the very end ... dont worry i promise


JOB JOBSJOB SJOBS JOBS JOSBS JOBS! god damn ... maybe the next picture i post should be one of my fuckin resume ...that is what im doing isnt it ... AUDITIONING SOD CONDITIONING to be one of life many actors ...

oh yeppy joy oh boy ... i wish i owned a gun!

cuz you know that when the appocolypse comes .. the flesh bags with the guns are gonna well.....

what the fuck do you think ... tea time


HHOORRAH!

BANG BANG HE SHOT YOU DOWN ... bang bang she hit the ground ... except there wasnt any where to fall because she was your mother and with out her your just floating in space ... no earth no birth no worth and we all know how much you like wealth


but id rather be selling gas masks than hustlin with them big boys in them big as buildings

i hate how you take my breath away as if they were the replacement for stars in that infine-test-me-mal-nourished beautiful black abyss ...

i love you and this is why i sell masks for you to protect your prescious face ...


the L(end) i a course 9-5 monday 11.08.10




but really id rather spend it picking flowers and turning them into poetry...







pregnant poems






and...well...of course...

making musics






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oh yea...i never keep promises ... i promise






gas mask?

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