Saturday, December 11, 2010

I Don't Think I'm Better Than Anyone Elsie I Think I'm Not Better

I Don't Think I'm Better Than Anyone Elsie I Think I'm Not Better

i dont care what you think or believe as long as your actions dont cause hurt to anyone who is great i am waking
a squawk on the mild side of atrophy bludgeons you never used to do things by halves but these days that is something
you occasionally appear to do lettuce halve a heated sausage but i cant see anything on my right except a wall
adorned with different meanderings of bark drown paulpaper if you can call me algebra your glow still resonates

i dont like telling people i am gay be cause i dont want them to think i am gay in any way i love the way people
make all sorts of excuses and give bullshit reasons not to come out to their parents and family when the real
reason is FEAR and DIFFICULTY they do not know already it will not achieve nothing they do need to know it is
their business it is not irrelevant if it is irrelevant why are you making a big deal of it by not talking naturally

about your life you dont go to great lengths to prevent them discovering that your favourite fruit is strawberries
tell the truth you are not telling them for one reason only because it is too difficult for you to tell them and
you are not strong enough it is too difficult for you to mention a sexual thing to your parents so near and yet
so what fertilizing my husbands lawn people work their whole lives away in jobs they are not suited to and there

is no need so i dont care if i get sacked although my job is great at the moment with stevo taking me under his wing
when i have the attitude of oh come on everyone is a bit bi with straight guys i work with it is more relaxing for
me to feel so shunted like a mediterranean cowpoke on stamina crunching tubes tilts kildare people make feel me so sick
of wexford people gerbils in my tutu i only wear tutus on wednesdays between 4.03 am and 5.37 am and i hope somebody

will play with your nipples if you are caking the mutt or kissing the mutt in golf parlance objectif merry go runt
i left a picturesque blue umbrella by the adjacentness of my desk its a family heirloom of demonstrable sentimental
value i would be butch obliged if you would abridge the foiled to return it to its right full owner tomorrow thanks
how many people really believe that safe sex is unsafe if you have it with an infected person deluge