I’m gonna start smoking again

I can’t stop eating. It’s outta control. How come I don’t feel large when I’m naked? It’s only when I wear clothes that I feel like a tub of lard? I need to get back on Chantix. At least for a while. Then it’ll block both cravings…

Speaking to My Reps

So I’m speaking to my reps in May. I’m fighting the urge to stick it to the Mayor. I suppose it’s best to do a practice round first ay?

the farthest edge (Lyrics)

Come with me to the farthest edge that we find when we’re not well Come with me Come with me to the darkest land where we fight the lord of death Come with me Aaaah, aaah, aaah aaah Won’t you just let me Oh, oh, oh, oh Aaaah, aaah, aaah aaah Won’t you just let me be in your darkest dreams Oh come with me to the Aaaah, aaah, aaah aaah Won’t you just slay me Oh, oh, oh, oh Aaaah, aaah, aaah aaah Won’t you degrade me Aaaah, aaah, aaah aaah Make me lose my san-ity

I Am INTJ (Poem)

An architectural genius who no one wants to hire Forever cursed by the incessant judgement of morons who can’t, won’t, or don’t know how to think for themselves Plagued by the disease of addiction that stems from being out casted by cultural norms and moronism Haunted by a mind that wont shut up Ridiculed for having a death stare Mocked for pacing around, talking to myself Insulted for having a mind of my own I am the INTJ

Nonbinary Hoopla (Poem)

I was born a woman All my life I was taught that women are supposed to be a certain typa way Then I learnt that the patriarchy defines gender roles in ways that oppress both men and women So I decided to rebel against the gender roles by hopping on the nonbinary bandwagon Because the only way to make the statement that women don’t hafta be a certain typa way is to not identify as a woman… Wait … Huh?

Free to Roam (Poem)

Leave me alone I’d rather not feel Cat scratch on a shed Free to roam

Voodoo (Poem)

Your voodoo enchants the core of my being I am the puppet and you are the master Sporatic waves crashing then receding Spellbound for weeks as I try to fight it off Oh how the loa recieve me Posessed by Erzulie Freda herself

My WordPress Profile is Jacked

I just liked my post to see what my profile looks like, and it ain’t right. My old website that I abandoned back in my drunk-a-logue days is on there and my tag line isn’t showing… Dufuq?

Dear Marshall

Stop frontin… The eNd

The Backwards Man (Poem)

Bedeviled by the backwards man He’s got the whole world diggin his backwards dance He’s got a backward suit And a backward stance
No one walks backward fast as he can