four five

crystal castles.
yes it came from he-man the guy with the huge ass sword and pussy tiger.

if pac man had ears.
this would be his sex music.

four four

when all roads lead to death
whats the point of living.

dont u wish one day
the sun will stop beaming.

if there was a god
wont he hit reset
why is he still waiting.

four three

click then read. please. it will make the point so much more apparent.

did u manage to catch the review. fridays paper sneaking in the corners.
rachael yamagata.wow.
she could have just wrote she came. she left.
whens the souls not there its just blatantly obvious.
it was as if i was reading the script from some long drawn played out court case.

what she actually wrote on her stupid writers pad with a pink felt pen with feathers sticking out and glitter peppered in the ink. if you can even count that review as journalism.

so what she wrote with her pink pen.
-she enter from stage left
-songs in the order she sang
-stone and doodle on paper
-check her texts
-remember that there is no fucking reception in the concert hall
-played pac man till the concert was over

went home
-complained to her family about her job
-wiki out facts for the review.

amazed of the trash that the straits times actually print out.
but arnt i spot on.

four two

peanut butter. peanut butter.
where have you gone.
one whole jar
two days tops.
for into my mouth
lick and ate.
what comes out
is fats of late.

oh hair. oh hair.
why do u mock me
at the rate u are falling
dy/dx
y= total amt of hair
x= hair fall
left all will be a baldy.

flies insects and all things that bug me
metaphorically. literally.
why do impale me
with your words or with the ticks
is it not enough you took my blood

my minds now all in blitz
placed in a food processor
and pulsed three times.

what comes out
is all thats left
ashes. dust.
laid to rest.


tune for the kindergarten worthy post.



watch the whole damm thing. its only six mins. what can u do then.
more porn. just stream both.

four one

rachael yamagata played yesterday.
i should have dump all my books and went.
sadly i stayed home and studied what was suppose to be my future.
hope she comes back.




its duet sans ray lamontagne but still just as good.

four zero

what do you see.