here’s raymi’s mum. raymi’s mum raymi’s mum raymi’s mum.

she doesn’t smoke she just poseur smokes. tell her to get her own blog so she can write candidly there and not take over the world in my comments though everyone loves it when she does. my mum is mental over cats and talks to them. yep. she has this friend julian who is in the army now or something and he was dating this chick named desire and she was like banging other dudes they broke up and he bumps into her at this bar and he has this gadgety-thing that can add noises over the sound system so he was in another booth going desire is a slut desire is a slut over and over and desire could hear it over the sound system and not know who was doing it.

hahaha.

Geeks do not have pedigrees

Or perfect punk-rock resumes

Or anorexic magazines

It smells like girl, it smells like girl

She walks over me

She walks over me

Hold you close like we both died

My ever pressing suicide

My stupid fuck, my blushing bride

Oh, tear my heart out, tear my heart out

She walks over me

She walks over me

I shut my mouth with

I gotta use the rest for

Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with

I gotta use the rest of you

Daddy, daddy

Please come here

Dont you touch me, dont you dare

We look the same, we talk the same, we are the same, we are the same

She walks over me

She walks over me

I shut my mouth with

I gotta use the rest

Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with

I gotta use the rest of you

Now you see she walks the same

And now you see she talks the same

You never know what you will get

You never know what youll forget

She walks over me

She walks over me

we’re the ones who paid for the bombs we built the planes that they’re on

my first

and second favorite audblog posts

im banned in saudi arabia and i now have a 17 yr old scam artist rich kid with 35k$ usd car making a porno site with my pics on it and he keeps asking me do you have the thong pics every ten minutes and i make 45 per cent off him everytime and it’s just ratty old pics you’ve seen already. ooh illegal!

i only write when im stoned my career as a blogpusher is over already i wish i had a roach somewhere i was thinking but man i DO have a roach somewhere. wooh.

grape koolaid with moskovskaya but no cigarettes are to be found.

i called shawn to bring some over but he is at the refinery so he’s gonna come over with his seriously drunkard boss and hang later at like 3 im like no come earlier i need them NOW.

to dress like i have aids or not is the question. hmm.

me and my buddy rocky aka winkles sprinkles fuckface meow meow stupid etc and i can’t help lookin’ like an elf.

this is alex. hi alex. he is my friend what lives in zurich and is the reason i bought my own fagboard. he has a gf of four years and works in some skateboard shop or something. i’ll link it eventually. yay alex.

send me this size small and i’ll give u a postcard or a few personalized photographs.

this too please.

meow meow.

holy shmoly

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where will it go

I’m filling the cracks that ran through the door

And kept my mind from wandering

Where will it go

And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong

I’m right

Where I belong I’m right

Where I belong.

See the people standing there who disagree and never win

And wonder why they don’t get in my door.

I’m painting my room in the colourful way

And when my mind is wandering

There I will go.

And it really doesn’t matter if

I’m wrong I’m right

Where I belong I’m right

Where I belong.

Silly people run around they worry me

And never ask me why they don’t get past my door.

I’m taking the time for a number of things

That weren’t important yesterday

And I still go.

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where it will go.