Going to have my first Raw meat experience tomorrow. Excited.
Follow the leader, don't mind the cliff.
Its'been a long time since a rhyme has been sent through "no time" messengers; So blimey sonny hope I didn't sneak up on thee like a ghoulie witha history of thievery, cause this no stick up for a lyrically ciphered cipher, I'm just a pide piper promotin hot pickled pepper gems phlegm spit critical hittin flows to show a side that no one really knows about me besides you, and maybe three more. so what you waiting for? Walk through the doors of perception.
dessicatedtears asked: hmmm well I just realized that you asked me what my most embarassing moment is/was. sorry for the really late response, but i'd have to say that my most embarassing moment was probably when i fell down a small flight of stairs with one of my ex's, outside on someones front lawn. hahahha it was REALLY REALLY embarassing
Lickedy spliff smoke not sniff.
Is it just me or does writing on paper come more naturally, I’m so inclined to applyin curves and lines to a page that I nerd rage at the cage these borders provide, when I’m in a rhymin craze I leave the page and carve into table. My word play has an accent, my letters are hellbent.
Rifting the skies the limit.
Someone send me a rhyme.
I write because I would like to be used for years after my death. Not only...– Eileen Myles, from “Peanut Butter” (via awritersruminations) I like.
Something in the air, a work in progression.
Crave the grave fever, zombiez over meteors, apocalypse sweeter. Bustin meat bag’s knee caps, thee be ones who seekin you teeth first like rabid door greeters. - Megasteady
buddhafish asked: indeed, analysis is a good way to stay aware. it's hard to toe the line of being overly-critical though, i think that's where i'm at right now...? ha
buddhafish: best office moment ever hands down eee haha i love andy Bahahaha
B witty er B wiggedy wack, end of story that’s that.
Eyes beg sleep. They bow to the Goddess of dream.
These peepers dream of sleep, the need for sleep ingrained, but I’m fightin off creepers in the back alley of my brain. Call me a insano wigga, call me a draino smoka, call me what thee pleaseth. The end of the day we all just crumbs in the cheez whiz.. wait what? Damn I’m off to bed.
Strives in strides in glides.
We all want power, the power to create, the power of hate, the power of control, or the power on complete unstable adventurin. It’s a apart of you like a pit of an apple, I suppose you could splice that shit out scientifically, rewriten DNA patterns unnaturally (suppose if we doin it than it is natural, we’re still animals)…
tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?
This prince charming looks alarmed, in a mess cause he’s his own damsel in distress, tried climbin down from the book shelf, needs help, he even can’t save himself.. attempted 2 steer clear of this meerkat gentleman, that’s when I realized I’m the cat in a mirror, oh drat…
I have a sober hangover. This weekend will clear my symptoms up..
I’m a tumblr noob. I’m not ashamed…
Looking for people to just rhyme with.
I only pee one speed, sorry hunny I can’t hurry the wee wee.
Somethings are things some won't speak of...
Bonjour, this is your center of gravity speaking, we’re taking a detour to the floor, have a nice trip and don’t forget to tip the captain for going down with the ship. Bon voyage.