wait till they get a load of me

radioactivedreamer asked: When will you be posting up chapter eight, Mister Poet Man? I demand more. >:)

or 2-6?

i dont know

whenever it comes to me

40 pound box fell on my face

my supervisor looks at me and says

“usually this would be a good example of why we stress hand to surface, but that was too funny.. go on break”

now my eye is swollen

with a red square where it hit me

so i cant even lie and make a cooler story about it

the worst part about it is that the box wasn’t even a square foot

which leaves me with the questions

what the fuck weighs 40 pounds that’s that small?

and why didnt they package it right?

also makes you stand out

but thats not what its about

people stared and laughed

we just did the same back

not afraid of the judgments

or the haters

not like i feel invincible behind the paint

but i know im invincible with my homies

to bad theres so very few of them

oh well

haters gon hate

ninjas gon ninj

im going to bed

i said i needed a hobby

a way to kill time

and this will be it

an ode to the years ive wasted?

probably not the right word for it

regardless

its a work in progress

and a first shot at poetry

if it even qualifys to be called that

maybe someone will think so

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you think it will be all good fun?

then go on light up chapter one

laugh and forget what has departed

not realizing what youve started

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but fuck it lets smoke chapter six

then suck down all those cancer sticks

move to something powerful

go until your nose is full

eat this here to make you feel

like none of this was ever real

think of all the fun well have

and all the feelings you’ll conceal

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the white mistress is the devil

but well all sell our soul

to get a better view

of whats down the rabbit hole

when the sun begins to rise

you’ve lost your key to heaven

all that’s left to do for now

is roll up chapter seven

radioactivedreamer asked: I am now declaring Thursday yoga day. If you love me you'll do yoga with me.

you gonna come here to do it?

just some bread with stuff between it right?

wrong

and i know a girl who will tell you otherwise

“id like to settle down with a nice girl who will make me sandwiches, not trash my social life, and play some motherfuckin skyrim with me. i don’t think im asking a lot.”

you know who said that?

me

you know what i was told?

“good luck with that.”

luck?

looks like being irish gets you pretty far

with all our luck and such

and maybe our beards