1. Wednesday, September 19, 2007

    i cant even work 

    im so mad

    how is it 1:30pm
    how is it that i just asked the greatest questions of all
    and the fucking radio thing wouldnt work
    how is it that the words coming from the right people
    are so wrong
    and the words coming from those who are so far away
    are so right

    who are you i was asked
    i have no idea i thought
    i thought i was someone cool
    but im not.
    i thought i was something sorta good
    and sorta important
    but so not true.

    there are very few people who i have trusted in my life
    when it comes right down to it.
    and by trust i mean shared everything with.
    including the concept of trust.

    i had two grandmothers who never took excuses.
    one did it in a very angry uptight hit you with a purse way
    one did it with a look that would slice you in half.

    and they would beat excuses out of your head and youd get to a point where
    youd just do everything.

    all i know is sometimes you dont wanna open up any doors
    sometimes you dont want people to shine a light in your dusty corners
    you dont want the devil to show you the obvious
    which is

    youre barely even a blogspot blogger

    youre almost a livejournaler.

    youre practically nothing.

    and when you die

    you better hope that you are allowed to have whatever you want on your tombstone

    cuz that will be the only thing left for people to remember you by

    and if anyone wants to piss on my grave, look for the rocks that look like a huge log of cow shit

    that spelt out says

    fuck ticketmaster