cant wait to ride with critical mass on friday.
someone fuxked up our toilet and all i know is that it wasnt me. but they arent going to fix it, rather just leave it broken.
im beginning to wonder where everyone has been going to the bathroom the past few days.
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i dont title my artwork so why title my blog?
The Rainforest in the Rose
The moon shielded me from the sun;
an eclipse of expectation-
and the white clock
cast a shadow
on the fields of fate.
About Me
September Rain
My heart broke down,
stuck on the rails
as a train roared towards me
like a series of rolling storms;
one by one, dominoes tumbled
as storage cars passed,
slaughtering my soul
while the earth rumbled
& my spirit fumbled.