Nothing much on the mind today, so I'll put up a buk poem.
working out
--charles bukowski
Van Gogh cut off his ear
gave it to a
prostitute
who flung it away in
extreme
disgust.
Van, whores don't want
ears
they want
money.
I guess that's why you were
such a great
painter: you
didn't understand
much
else.
working out
--charles bukowski
Van Gogh cut off his ear
gave it to a
prostitute
who flung it away in
extreme
disgust.
Van, whores don't want
ears
they want
money.
I guess that's why you were
such a great
painter: you
didn't understand
much
else.
xxanastasiaxx:
eh..yeah..I wish it was my ankle! I fell on my ass HARD, hurt my tailbone something awful, and sprained my wrist, though compared to my tailbone, the wrist dosen't really hurt all that bad. Doing shots before ice skating is very, very baaaad.