Great, so the world belongs to the meek.
What the fuck am I going to do with my jumbo-mega-destructor laser cannons now?
What a Bother!
The Baroness sighed, washing her hands in the opalescent ivory wash basin. “Now look what you’ve done, gone and made me get my hands all dirty, there’s a naughty pet,” she said, as red streaked on the white.
Invisibility
You want proof invisibility has completely and utterly been achieved?
Think of all the people you know who are wearing invisible leashes.
Tiny
I wish there was a candy that was a tiny explosion of joy.
Nah, I’d probably get addicted.
Get better
All my friends say it will get better.
And I say it’s a soufflé – this is as good as it gets.
Tease
She treated men like cats treated lizards or butterflies they might play with or torture, but never bother to eat. She didn’t date them, but she flirted with boys and men of all ages—even professors whose classes she was already acing—just to see how they would respond.
Locked
I keep two birds locked in a golden cage, atop the kitchen counter in a dusty, musty house. The paint is peeling, the floorboards are gone, blood streaks the walls, and the two birds stare at me from the confines of their golden cage.
I Play For None
So I tells him, “My thighs, they been involved in numerous accidents, so ya better have insurance, hon’.” And the devil goes and grabs my ankles and makes me spread my legs.
Chant
This is my chant.
Be like the ant.
Story Before Title
Trash cans will be spitting out your godawful meat loaf before I stop seeing Lucy.
“Last Words of a Murder Victim”
Hero
I wanted to be the Hero of the Day.
So I rescued a puppy!
Excuse
Please excuse me.
I need to save the world.
Break me
I think someone tried to break me.
I mean, look at the scratches on these bolts here.
Tiny explosion of joy
I wish there was a candy that was a tiny explosion of joy.
Nah, I’d probably get addicted.
Divide
You can pretty much divide life into two parts.
Pre-getting fucked and post.
Invest
I decided to invest my spare cash in body fat rather than shares.
When the famine comes then we’ll see who’ll be laughing.
Wiki-famous
I can’t wait until I’m wiki-famous!
Or wiki-infamous, I don’t care.
Glass
When I stood in front of the television they yelled “you’re not made of glass!”
I’m … not made of stone either.
What if
What if our planet is the slowest in the universe?
What if a million alien races are waiting impatiently for us to evolve?
Hard to believe
I find it hard to believe the same sun rising is the same one setting on the other side of the world.
It is leaving and coming and moving and it is all so peculiar.