Rouse from deep unconsciousness
smelling of cigarettes and a wilting of yesterday's self.
For a moment there is complete
innocence.
Feel the chill of the morning's breath
on your bare skin.
Now knowing the corruption
of the day before.
Wake me up, shake me if you must.
Hold me like you did as a child.
Momma, just don't cry.
I'm just a damn whore.
You'll find all my secrets tonight.
Play me Cat Stevens and
Tell my brother I love him.
Offer me up something new.
I've been eating god's vagina
on his porch in san fransisco
he gives me free cocain
hey, I'm just living in the moment
and as I rip off god's gold pants
he sings oh joy the world is mine
he claims he's only pest control
with intent to self destruct
oh why god
oh why god
we had faith in you
we had faith in you
after he let it slip
while he was asleep
I reached into his closet
for a sawed off shotgun bullet
he looked so peaceful in his bed
his brains all over the wall
it only took one shot
it's confirmed that god is dead
spirit cadillac jesus by Parasiticjuice, literature
Literature
spirit cadillac jesus
under the circumstances
with the raining rabbits
and cramped legged frogs
the savior's wishes died
hanging dried out from a fence post
the people cried and cried
now what will we do?
now what will we strive for?
they still stand waiting
anemic winter's victims
shouting to the heavens
bring us the lord bring us the lord
the people started giving up
while their children fell from the living
love left with a bang
and faith got stabbed to death
I've found someone, guys. Me. Rachel.
I have a man. A wonderful man that I cannot get enough of.
He wears sweater vests and kisses me in front of his friends. He loves Joy Division and Godspeed You! Black Emporor.
He likes my crazy hair and me without makeup.
He cuddles like a girl and is a pretentious ass.
So basically he is perfect.
Except he lives in Vancouver and is moving to Olympia in January.
No longer will I be known as Rachel in Redmond.
September 20th I will be bored, board, bodacious, and badonka donk in bend.
aha. I will miss living with my mom!!! and dad too. of course!
But then I'll be back come summer time so........................
Just so you know...I LOVE MY BESTIE LAUREN.
1. Never trust a girl who wears flip flops on a first date.. or first one on one outing. A girl who wears flip flops either:
A. Is a lazy bitch.
B. Has no sense of style.
C. Shops at American Eagle on a regular basis.
And yes it can be a combination of two or all of the options. You don't want A because who wants a lazy bitch for a girlfriend? She doesn't give head. You don't want B because FLIP FLOPS AREN'T FASHION. They are hideous. They are ok on men but they are not unique, cool or in 'vogue'. Girls with no sense of style are notvery interesting and unless you're only in it for the sex look forward to a very dull relationship. You
hola, real world=better than school, i can work out, and go to work all i want now. text me something, im sooo alone now that im away from school, hahahaha, nah, lifes gunna get soo much better now.
soo, how did school go? and work?