"There's someone I used to see,
but she don't give a damn for me
Well let me get, to the point
let's roll, another joint
turn the radio up loud
I'm too alone, to be proud
and you don't know how it feels X3
to be meeeeeeeeeee"
Tom Petty (who supports my theory that ugly musicians have longer careers)
I like Tom Petty. I saw him live once. It was nice.
anyways.
I am dedicating tonight to sweet, selfish oblivion. One last night of self-destructive behaviour...
"Think of me what you will,
I've got a little space to fill"
(song's still playing)
but before I turn out all the lights, lock all the doors and retreat into my fluttering little mind for the night, let me leave you with some of my favourite phrases my father repeatedly spewed at me as I grew up:
When I wanted or asked for something, it was commonly met with either:
"well son, want in one hand, shit in the other. then see which one gets full first"
OR
"if you had that, and I had a feather in my butt, we'd both be tickled, now wouldn't we?"
I love that man. Nothing like good down-home country Texas witticisms.
Another frequently used phrase was "shit-end of the stick"
Tell me you've heard this one? Like "boy we sure got the shit end of the stick in that deal"
no? Philistines!
You ever feel like you lack the talent, either artistically, or linguistically to express the thoughts and images in your head? Like, my thoughts are like a big swarm of fireflies...constantly swarming and whirring through my head...and sometimes I can catch one...
I have this image in my head..this picture I want to take, but I know I could never pose it and photoshop it to make it look as good as it is in my head...it kinda saddens me that I can never share this image with anyone, when it is so vital to how I feel...when it would explain so much.
My hands betray me. Stoopid hands.
I miss my Wacom Tablet. I need a new computer, with photoshop. I miss creating. I want to post pictures of my daughters room...let me see if I still have the pics...
Ok, creating a new album now. Putting a couple of her too, but they're SO old...she's a regular little girl now...I promise by the end of the weekend you'll see my beautiful baby.
Have a great weekend everyone, happy Memorial Day.
but she don't give a damn for me
Well let me get, to the point
let's roll, another joint
turn the radio up loud
I'm too alone, to be proud
and you don't know how it feels X3
to be meeeeeeeeeee"
Tom Petty (who supports my theory that ugly musicians have longer careers)
I like Tom Petty. I saw him live once. It was nice.
anyways.
I am dedicating tonight to sweet, selfish oblivion. One last night of self-destructive behaviour...
"Think of me what you will,
I've got a little space to fill"
(song's still playing)
but before I turn out all the lights, lock all the doors and retreat into my fluttering little mind for the night, let me leave you with some of my favourite phrases my father repeatedly spewed at me as I grew up:
When I wanted or asked for something, it was commonly met with either:
"well son, want in one hand, shit in the other. then see which one gets full first"
OR
"if you had that, and I had a feather in my butt, we'd both be tickled, now wouldn't we?"
I love that man. Nothing like good down-home country Texas witticisms.
Another frequently used phrase was "shit-end of the stick"
Tell me you've heard this one? Like "boy we sure got the shit end of the stick in that deal"
no? Philistines!
You ever feel like you lack the talent, either artistically, or linguistically to express the thoughts and images in your head? Like, my thoughts are like a big swarm of fireflies...constantly swarming and whirring through my head...and sometimes I can catch one...
I have this image in my head..this picture I want to take, but I know I could never pose it and photoshop it to make it look as good as it is in my head...it kinda saddens me that I can never share this image with anyone, when it is so vital to how I feel...when it would explain so much.
My hands betray me. Stoopid hands.
I miss my Wacom Tablet. I need a new computer, with photoshop. I miss creating. I want to post pictures of my daughters room...let me see if I still have the pics...
Ok, creating a new album now. Putting a couple of her too, but they're SO old...she's a regular little girl now...I promise by the end of the weekend you'll see my beautiful baby.
Have a great weekend everyone, happy Memorial Day.
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"you know what burns my ass?? a flame about this high!!" and ...
"your butt sucks buttermilk!"
(i'm originally from oklahoma, *shameful smile*)
c'mon, ADD ME ADD ME ADD ME!!!!!