yay new followers! more poems&such coming soon as in, when i decide to have a life again.
drove home from denny's
and there was a car on fire on the freeway. the guy barely spoke english, and of course I didn’t have my phone on me. poor guy. his life sucks tonight.
here's what it is
my little pandora’s box of secrets I lend my only advice to you, lord knows I won’t take it. don’t be mean, brush your teeth. exercise to be healthy and get shit done. weshpect yoshelf. and live and let die. make today awesome. and be sure to eat lots o’ fruits & veggies. (you need to poop) on that note, drink lots-o-wada. if yo pee iz supa yellow and...
I spoke with my dresser today and he said “Alix, you have too many clothes.” Then, I asked my desk. And he cried, “Alix, I don’t have any knobs on my drawers!” My poor jewelry box begged me “Please organize me…” I then gave a grim look to my keyboard; I knew what was coming. He quietly said, “I feel neglected, my love.” My guitar,...
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU FOR NOT SAVING MY WORK
mine is the road.
mine is the road of rock and rubble. mine is the road of poison and snakes. mine is the road of heavy luggage and little food, mine is the road of strong winds and earthquakes. yet, there is the time when the fresh hint of dawn sprinkles rivers and waterfalls, little moments of flowers blooming, and precious moments of unlikely friendships. those are the memories meant to be breathed deeply...
i’m back. and it is more glorious than ever.