Sending Icebergs

It’s like a birth but it is in reverse never gets better, always gets worse

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Recommend me some Netflix movies.
Already watched Trainspotting, Acid House, Henrey H Christ and probably some others.
So, shoot. ?
Or something to torrent.
Just watched Jacobs Ladder.

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Every Sunday I find myself asking myself if I’m really waking up tomorrow and going to work for the next five days for a total of forty hours.

I should write more and make something of this post
but forty hour work weeks and jobs never seem to make much of anyone besides turning them into quitters.

Every Sunday I find myself asking myself if I’m really waking up tomorrow and going to work for the next five days for a total of forty hours.

I should write more and make something of this post
but forty hour work weeks and jobs never seem to make much of anyone besides turning them into quitters.

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Head Games:
I can’t
screw my head on
straight

it’s on crooked
it reeks
it’s imperfect

it’s catching
all this background
noise
it’s noticing
small creaks
small insects
crawling
on the walls

it’s confusing bodies
sleep patterns
cum stains
sweat stains

it’s being bothered
by everything
and I can’t

break my neck
perfectly enough
to set my head on straight

so I just keep cracking
my vertebrate
one click
at a time
hoping
for some tension
to relieve
before my fucking head
explodes

and the sweat
starts to flood

and the cum
begins to birth regret

and the bodies
remain just bodies.
Unmoved
lifeless
dead

with the bugs
hinting
at their passing
their death
their absence

and my unavoidable
decay.

Filed under WELP; I feel great fucking feelings fucking movies poems poetry prose writing

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Does anyone have a copy of Microsoft Publisher they could give me?
And also does anyone else want to buy a book?
Got an order the other day and have three total copies already made.

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jairbreaux asked: What kind of glue do you sniff when writing your books??

I’m a fucking low life no good double crossing lying junkie.
I use and steal and abuse whatever I can get my hands on.
Sometimes when I don’t have the right kind of glue sprays to inhale
I just smear it all over my body and go lay in the street hoping I’ll stay stuck until someone runs me over.

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simplyjesska asked: I just got your book in the mail and it threw me for a loop because it didn't have any names on it so when I opened it, I squealed! I'm so happy!! And I can't wait to pass it along to all my friends c:

Glad you got it, last order got lost (God bless America) so I’m glad to see things making it where they’re meant to be. And yeah, yeah… I really hate books with a bunch of babble and reviews from whoever said the most flattering thing put all over the cover and ruining the actual book artwork. So that’s why that’s that way. that that that.

And that’s not fair to me and my bedroom work space book store! But also, I really don’t give a shit, pass it around. I’m glad to hear no copy has come apart yet.

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Anonymous asked: What kind of glue do you use when binding books??

Sarcastic answer one:
You’ll never get the secret formula Plankton.

Sarcastic answer two:
Love.

Actual answer:
Use a two part epoxy. Hear Elmer’s Glue works but I don’t use it.

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Anonymous asked: *what would be your conversation starter?

*Not talking and drinking alone.

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Oh by the way;
I watched Drive last night.

And it was fucking stupid.
If being quiet and unresponsive was attractive I’d die of a crushed pelvis.

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Built To Explode:
You’re putting cigarettes out
on your leg
to practicing
living in hell.

Fuck everyone
fucking hate everything
your tongue is getting smaller
from all the grinding
and biting
it does between your teeth
and cheek.

You’re useless
recycled down to high wishes,
lonely nights
hands ruined with strength

stop holding onto your rib cage.

Fetal position tearing apart
every bone from your spine.

Useless,
apathetic
anti-social
unresponsive cancer.

Hate music
hate philosophy
hate people
hate fashion
hate standards.

Lazy
lifeless
fat-cock
thick-headed
almost extinct
animal.

Die in your sleep
it’s the only death that suits
your lazy hateful bones.

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I’m an adult on line
typing 911!
cause I’m hot
horny
and
lonely
in this chat room

what’s your ASL?
you’re from here too!?
We should meet sometime!
I’m a great guy,
I helped save the King
I gave away my bank information.

No I don’t have a webcam,
yes I’ll click that hyperlink

I’m an internet explorer
with a dedicated land line
a proud American
with a lot of George Bush audio recordings.

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