young woman, praise the suffering.
toilet brush and ice bucket.
where are you now? how long is your hair?
young man, praise the suffering.
any drunks "love yous" and "fuck yous"
theres a couch in the back of my work you can sleep on.
blessed be foolishness
blessed be contradictions
blessed be i dont even know when i'm jokin or not anymore.
blessed be doubt,
blessed be we amatures,
blessed be we're always leavin.
fucking strangers feels better; feels better fucking strangers.
big gay mister t. knock his fuckin teeth out with a telephone.
-joan of ark
Sunday, March 30, 2008
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