Apparently Vampires are in style. Awesome. Apparently I like writing poems. Awesome-er? Apparently I’m falling in love with this chick. Aweso- No, it’s scary. Needs no introduction… (more…)
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Time for The Fall.
It’s hard to write when the sun is shining. It’s hard to write when you can throw on paper denims and a t-shirt, stumble down 14th street, and rub yourself all over underage women. There was a girl born in October 1989. There was a penthouse in Chinatown. An apartment roof deck in Adam’s Morgan. A shittier roof deck on U Street. A fat one and her best friend from a New Jersey “Jewish camp”. A pair of English broads that were slightly too big for their britches. Frequent tables and the caliber of hoes that frequent them.
That was my summer… dozens of disgustingly drunk debaucheries. (more…)
Weighty Issues
Gideon and I sat side-by-side
Conversing about a bitch we had eyed:
I think she’s fat.
But why is that? She’s just a little round.
I hate her face.
It’s no disgrace. Her features are profound.
Complexion sucks.
Who gives a fuck? They’re simply extra mounds.
A big ass nose, some old ass clothes, her breath is world renowned!
Her nose is straight, shirt is ornate, great qualities abound!
“You,” Gideon said with a pang,
“See the whole world in black and bang.”
As Clean as Listerine
“You are clean… right?”
I’m repeatedly befuddled by women pestering with this manner of query AFTER we’ve already had unprotected sex. If they’re really concerned, why wouldn’t they interrogate me prior to the act? Even then, why gamble their venereal purity on a smooth talking scum bag who insists on rounds of tequila shots? If someone was knowingly carrying a respectable assortment of STDs, and fucked you raw regardless, could you possibly expect an honest post fornication inquisition? (more…)
Playing in the Dirt
I love it when a woman submits by opening her heart AND her asshole. I’ve extolled the virtues of vagina on countless pages and, as orifices go, it has no equal. However, I approach each adventure with a new female as if it were my last and so I feel obligated to creep into every crevice, scour every slice, and kiss every crack. Filthy behavior has been a lifelong passion; as a child I loved playing in the dirt… things haven’t changed much. (more…)