8x8 is 4

the air is so heavy and hot I feel it dragging me down with each step…I wish the sidewalk would just open up and swallow me so I could get some rest but the sidewalk doesn’t want me today.no one wants me today. especially not me.last nite I passed a woman sitting off to the side of a huge, ritzy apartment building. I almost didn’t see her in the shadows, perched delicately at the edge of the

Wait...that's not true...i've never suffocated any love or fireflies. Im the only bug here...

"danny carlyle"

(after vic chestnutt)all I’ve ever wanted to do was play make believe.a lot has changed since I was a little girl. my curiosity was returned with violence. my trust was ambushed.my innocence and my ideas were stolen by best friends and professors.the potential I paraded around like a brand new backpack on the first day of school has turned into a sack filled with rocks, the kind a mute,

Lemme tell u i've met people who drink the way I do and they rnt writing about it on their blogs fek yr mams.

Lemme tell u i've met people who drink the way I do and they rnt writing about it on their blogs fek yr mams.

Anonymous if u don't fukin save my life right now i'll fukin kill u.

Old meat

I guess on some level I wanted to fuck-up.

Southern fried porridge

From our friends at Greener Magazine who waste nothingIf there is one thing common to a southern kitchen it is great leftovers otherwise known as 'musgoes', and go they will when you serve up this hearty breakfast of fried porridge, sausage and peach syrup.Ingredients1/2 Cup day old oatmeal porridge compacted and chilled overnight2 Tbls soy spread1 smoked soy sausage 1 fresh, ripe peach

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Yellow cab is my fave way to travel

anyone?Gorgeous fruit, a rainy day and scrabble with friends is just about the perfect prelude to this lasagna Florentine. Round it out with a cool Italian ice and even a rainy day in Florida beats everything else.Ingredients1 12 oz package no boil lasagna3 medium tomatoes1 12 can tomato sauce2 Tbls tomato paste4 ounces good red wine1 10 oz pkg fresh spinach1/2 lb fresh mushrooms, sliced1/2 cup

1/3 I've got this thing with pills that as soon as I take them I forget that I have and only remember that I wanted to take them, so I take them

2/3 again...Now I can feel the chemical-filled, air conditioned air seeping into the microscopic cracks in my shoulder blade.pain is pain...u

3/3 don't really know it until one day it doesn't go away.

the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had.

this is from a short story called, "Gomez Palacio" by Roberto Bolano. I found it hard to get to sleep at night. I had nightmares. Before going to bed, I would make sure the door and the windows of my room were securely and tightly shut. My throat always felt dry, and the only solution was to drink water. I was continually getting up and going to the bathroom to refill my glass. Since I was

Im gonna have a huge fuckin dinner.

Im also gonna get some plain m & m s. and maybe some purple gatorade.

U don't have mexico

..u have me.

MC FAKER

the story of TRUEBOY is the story of an MC who fakes it so real she is beyond fake.the first hip-hop songwriterwhose psyche was unceremoniously broken into pieces 10 years agobut whose soul is made whole when other people rap the werds she writes...

Moved to www.thecelebrityblog.com

Because our business has a steady growth we have decided to move all our work to:
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Fuck me, Amadeus.Don't kill yrself...yet.

NYC EVERYTHING.

quarloThere’s a new Japanese Fusion place down the street from me called “Wasabi Lobby.” Ha. Last nite I smoked and stared at the menu they shoved under my door and imagined an art decco building lobby made out of wasabi. The walls and floor and ceiling would all be that hideous bright green and spongy to the touch, and I’d come gliding in on my bicycle made out of spicy tuna rolls.Ha. Wasabi

Dub Magnificent

(taking drugs to make blog posts to take drugs to)my love is like white shells, revealed in shimmering bunches when the tide pulls back.i hide so i can be found.and u scoop me up and carry me in yr handsthe sun and blue and green and brown and u and mechildren forever.a dub magnificent:our feelings are amplified by the mics taped to the floor.mastermind

TV dinner

Whether the TV dinner was the brain child of recently deceased Swanson super salesman Gerry Thomas or the product of UFO induced mass hypnosis doesn't really matter for in the long run it's the memory that counts of all those meals in front of the tube with your favorite TV family and these frozen wonders the TV diner.Soylisbury steak with mushroom gravy 2 frozen soy patties1/2 lb of fresh green

U can git with THIS...

Now that I set up this post from yr phone thingy u can expect MORE frequent posts at a lower quality.Just like Tony Pierce.

Dirty souf

Man, it kinda BITES down here...we shoulda just let those shits secede and never taken em back.I feel like this is more of a foreign cuntry to me than freakin belgium.Pssssh

yeah yeah yeah

i fukt up that last post and it seems that the only way to change it is to delete it and im finding all that random code strangely comforting...like getting lost in a crowdor when u realize u took something that wasnt what u thought it was and its starting to hit i dunno...i'm gonna redo that post now.

america, america

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Bonnie and Clyde

Hotel...motel...im on the road again, thinkin of life and how to live it.Now that this is a "real" blog and im allowing myself to speak without the metaphorical marbles in my mouth lemme tell u that I love blogs and blogging and bloggers but I think my fave time in this whole shindig was when raymi and anti got together at her b-day party and ran away to a hotel and stayed in the hot tub for days

Daddy Brad for Angelina's son Maddox

According to America's Us Weekly magazine, Maddox started to cry during the shooting of an Edwin Jeans commercial with Angelina Jolie, saying Where's my daddy?. It is obvious that Angelina Jolie's children got close to Brad Pitt over the last weeks, calling him daddy. It is a known fact Brat Pitt wanted children. Three weeks ago, Brad was photographed teaching the 3-year old Maddox to ride a bike and acting like a real dad.

Angelina took Brad on a private plane for a ride

The sensual Angelina Jolie took Brad Pitt for a ride aboard a private plane yesterday. These tow seems to be always on top. The stars, who have repeatedly denied reports they are together since Pitt separated from his Jennifer Aniston in January, took a "high ride" near Los Angeles and fly off from the press and indiscreet eyes. They could celebrated something that we should not know about.

Mushroom Bolognese

Classic taste of Bologna with this easy, 4 step vegetarian dishIngredients2 tablespoons olive oil 3/4 pound mushrooms, stems removed and quartered and quartered (finely dice the stems and reserve)1 small yellow onion, diced 1 fresh garlic clove, crushed3 Tbls fresh oregano, torn1/2 cup Merlot2 tablespoons tomato paste 2 small ripe tomatoes, coarsely chopped 1/2 pound fresh pasta, cooked al dente

Hi. This is my blog.

i tried to show u who i am by dividing by 3 and serving up the remainder raw like sushi.

Dyslexic Drug Dealer

I have this habit from when I was running product of writing phone numbers on tiny scraps of paper, holding it in the palm of my hand, staring at it, memorizing it, and then throwing the paper away. To this day I don’t have a contacts list, or an addy book on my phone. Thing is, I’m dyslexic so sometimes I memorize the number with the digits the wrong way around. After a fucked up round of

Angelina asked Brad, cigarettes or sex ?

Brad Pitt has given up smoking for Angelina Jolie. Sources claim the stunning actress has given the Hollywood heartthrob an ultimatum - cigarettes or sex - because she hates the smell.

It worked. Brad hasn't smoked for almost two weeks.
- an insider says to Britain's News of the World -

But last week it was claimed Angelina and her two adopted children, Maddox and Zahara, have moved into Brad's Malibu home. ( article )

Spokespersons for Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have denied that their clients are living together. ( article )