I feel like
i feel like shit
i need a
i need a drink
& not vinegar neither
i don't want to die
i feel like a freak
don't let me cut out
i wasn't cut out
to go out a virgin
i want my cherry
squashed man
hammer amour
love me
live me
hour to death
what the hell
hour to death
am i doing here
am i ending here
hour of death
& i feel so free
feel like fucking
feel so free
feel like running
got no hair
weighing me
cut so close
scalp is nicked
look like shit
hour of darkness
& i look like shit
hour to death & i feel so free
hour to death & i feel so free
turnkey turnkey
play with my pussy
lick my little
scull bait head
get it get it
get it in
get the guard to
beg the guard to
need a guard to
lay me
get all the guards to lay me
if all the guards would lay me
if one guard would lay me
if one guard would lay me
if one god would lay me
if one
god

~Jeanne D'arc~
Patti Smith

I got a book of Patti Smith's early poetry the other day and I have to say it is truely heaven. I haven't enjoyed a book this much in a long long time.

Oh Raphael. Guardian angel. In love & crimes all things move in sevens. seven copartments in the heart. the seven elaborate temptations. seven devils cat from Mary Magdalene whore of Christ. the seven marvelous voyages of Sinbad. sin/bad. And the number seven branded forever on the forehead of Cain. The first inspiredman. The father of desire & murder. But his was not the first ecstasy. Consider his mother.

Eve's was the crime of curiosity. As the saying goes: it killed the pussy. One bad apple spoiled the whole shot. But be sure it was no apple. An apple looks like an ass. It's fag's fruit. It must have been a tomato. Or better yet. A mango. She bit. Must we blame her. abuse her. poor sweet bitch. perhaps there's more to the story. think of Satan as some stud. mayb her knees were open. satan snakes between them. they open wider snakes up her thighs rubs against her for a while more than the tree of knowledge was about to be eaten... she shudders her first shudder pleasure pleasure garden
was she sorry
are we ever girls
was she a good lay
god only knows

~Seventh Heaven~
Patti Smith

I was having sex with my boyfriend for the first time in two weeks (he's been out of town) and it was really good...but of course my friend had to try and open the locked door. It was her house after all...so we started to get our clothes on...i figured she'd assume that we were sleeping and let us be..no... she went ahead and unlocked the door...we were mostly fully clothed, but it sucked anyway...and then he had to go to work...

I hate my computer!!! every time i click on a thumbnail, the stupid thing starts to freeze...so i haven't gotten a good look at anyone's sets yet but on a happier note... i just consumed an unhealthy amount of Poore Brothers Barb B Que potatoe chips... and i'm drinking this new cherry limeade soda

I'm brand-spanking-new and I cannot get a single picture to fit on this profile! argh! help!