saluten

trickel

hold my hand and we're halfway there you fucker.

i want to ride the fucking scooter. i think we should rent it and never bring it back haha.

then lets pay a vagrant homosexual 20 dollars to shit on it and fuck it.
we'll be happy together in the loving arms of our lord and saviour jesus christ.

i miss the times that the razor would slip and suddenly the blood would spill for hours
i miss the times that we ate ramen together and l-m-a-o-ed together at jim carrey movies
i miss the times that our personal ocean would rise up and swallow us whole into gods belly

you were the times that i would let my mask fall off and be happy.
you were my crutch wen i couldnt walk to walgreens anymore.
you were there to hold my hand if i puked my guts out.
you were the love of my life.

its 2.47 pm and im too everything in the universe to care anymore.

industy

bath salts and the death of mice in e minor

I like bath salts in the morning pour them in my mouth like fucking cerael.
Jesus told me all about this fucking zombie apocolypse man.
im really scared sometimes that like the world is going to end.
sometimes i just really want to eat your face off is that bad lol?


i feel truly boosted tonite 666 ily.


jesus is my boyfriend but dont tell anyone.
god cant find out cause hes a total homophobe.


its 7.06 (6.66) pm


jesus crucified me last night it was a lot of fun.
he nailed me really hard. right to the fucking cross dude.
funny story though, i didnt scream for jesus.
i screamed for jim carrey cause hes my celeb crush.
jesus didnt like that but i mean i love jim.


eternal sunshine of the spotless mind is the shit.


its 3.09 am. the devils hour †††666†††


i hope jesus will forgive me eventually.
i mean it is the end of the world and hes supposed to come back.
i miss my lovely lord shepherd.

high school musical saved my life cause i was drowning

what time is it. its the time of our lives.

love me zac efron so that i can finally be complete.

i have this broken watch could you try and fix it?

maybe then you could fix me and everything else that broke.

my life kindof broke in half and then in pieces can u help?

ur so sexy i think i could always count on yu.

ezpecially since it is only like 4.34 in the afternoon.

snow white is an old btich

its raining, it's pouring. the old man is boring.

he shot himself in the head and couldnt get up in the morning.

when is lunch im frickin hungry.

the rain has yet to stop. will it go for 40 days and nights.

its 12.00 exactely

what if i wake up in a flood and there is no more food and you are all gone.

then i will be sad and i will probably cry then.

oh yeah i will cry then.

read me a life

we must be quiet at the library. the librarian has told us to shh like a million times now.
u wont stop not shhing. u totally got us kicked out and jesus is ashamed of our behaviour.
we must be babtised and be forgiven of our sins.
we stumble around outside. i lose yur virginity and we cant find it.

the time is so irrelevant i dont even care that its way past midnite. 12.54 actually.
u say thats not so late. i say go to hell. y u no go.

wakeup lovely its time for eternity.

whales swim in a lot of pollution because we are awful people.

biodiesel is really really good for the environment.

its 2.11

maybe thats why i will spill it on you and ur clothing
and then i will love it off of yu and pour gasoline on
u instead. jesus wants us to save the whales but i dont
really care about the whales anymore. they are all alone.

its 4.32

in the ocaen they do nothing and swim and die.
go drink a lot of wine and puke all over a cute little puppy
then laugh at it cries and pukes and runs far far away from us.
from you from us from me it will run forever.

its 9.47

i would run from us hideous human beings too.
i like to ride horses in the summer but rite now it is kindof cold out
i cant ride a horse until at least may.

its 11.11

make a god damned wish you bloody tampon.

Haiku No. 3

Fuck me on
a Tuesday morning.
I will live forever.

Haiku No. 2

Tuesday is
the rapists
favorite day.

Tongue me Jesus Christ.

habalugha laghnia hanikia.

i just spoke in tongues.
God likes me.
i  really don't mind when he shits in my breakfast.

jesus SEXTING

jesus keeps texting me.
i told him to stop
and now he's calling me names.
perhaps I should get
a restraining order
upon his lordliness.
though i doubt
that will stop him
from spreading his
gospel via my phone.

Haiku No. 1

God shits in your 
breakfast on Tuesdays.
Do you like it?

Scheduled for Demolition

This building is so
pretty. They want
to tear it down.
It looks like my mother.
Before she passed
of course.
They want to
build a mall here.
I should write
a letter.
it's really a shame
you trapped me in this building.
I can't get to the post office
to send
my letter
when I'm tied to a chair.