She’s so beautiful. Just look at her. Why does my best friend have to be so damn pretty? Come to think of it, why do all my mates have to be so stunning?

Why did you do this to me baby? Why? I saw you and everything was fine, You gave me no warning, You gave me no sign. A year. It's been a year. Thats how long you wanted me. You chased me.

Smooth lips concupiscent curves Nestled within an inner body Musky tingle of electric nerves As forked fingers shear scalps By Patrick Mackeown http://www.bookscape.co.uk/poems/index.php

Hounslow. For the dead.

My dinner was two peanut butter sandwiches

i told the devil a long time ago that i would never allow him to jade me, harden me, or make me contemptuous. but this is what i've become, and for that, i am sorry.... to myself.

One is about my father, one is about my mother