2.5.11

discharge is on...

new spot in oakland. a real bedroom, a garage and an office. sometimes life gets a bit crazy. if you only knew.

nearly lost my hand again.

new house, no knife. cookie for dinner

hey, you wanna ride to the bar? no its gonna rain. no, its not gonna rain, its just cloudy... well, im not ridin cause the weather lord says its gonna rain.. well i am, so fuck off. yeah good luck with that.
ended up peeling out in the rain cause it was slippery, gettin sideways infront of a cop leaving the bar, somehow, i didnt get pulled over. wait for it... wait for it...

lazer beam eye balls. michaels cat marianne, surely masquerading around secretly a wizard, casting spells from my closet. this things claw tap on the hardwood floor every steps, like shes got heels on...



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