fuck it.

/

The Boss said I should ha'e a
blog, so I got a blog. That's it.

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lacedwithsemtex:

beatingandbleeding replied to your post: ooc:

( From hating tension, no pension, to more than one dimension from starving for attention, hating pretention, hating convention, not to mention of course, hating dear old mom and daaad )

(To riding your bike midday past the three-piece suits, to fruits, to no absolutes. To absolute, to choice, to the village voice, to any passing fad. To being an us for once, instead of a THEM!

LA VIE BOHEME!)

((“So that’s five miso soup, four seaweed salad, three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter, and one pasta with meatless balls—”

“Eww.”

“It tastes the same.”

“HAH! If you close your eyes.”

“—And thirteen orders of fries, is that it here?”

“WINE AND BEER!”

“To hand-crafted beers, made in local breweries; to yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheeseo leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo; to Huevos Rancheros and Maya Angelou!”

“Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion! Creation, vacation—”

“Mucho masturbation~”

…I regret nothing.))