figuringoutsrn Tag Posts Index

World of a bookworm

All the things that are real are real not a bit more than a resistor, inductor, capacitor oh! what an unreal stand? All things that co exist. must form meshes and

About Time #04

What a wishy-washy wishful sissy A coward devoid of character and grit. Can't make amends with what has passey so he dreams about time travel and shit. Listen you

About Time #03

You can't travel back in time with motives to change. If you travel in time to alter, with motives to estrange Your standing in avenue of the current in process

About Time #02

What does it really means? When a Goliath of incomprehension With his swords drawn out of his sheaths His head perched at his neck, leaned. bending over and peeking

About Time #01

With Little I have and the little I need A little is left Some to throw around in reckless abandonment The fetish of the mind. Some for when I'm down To relish archives

Bad Poetry #09

Well, to be honest I don't feel. The urgency to twist and turn and run. Chasing dreams made of meals. Leaving dreams I keep in the urn. And, It's too late to rattle

Bad Poetry #08

An edge lord once said to you. I hate my life and want to die. In awe you thought is this emo for real? or truly drawn by death's lullaby? Dogs that bite don't bark

Bad Poetry #07

Sweety sweet sweet twisted brain of mine. What new hell did you conjure up this time? Is it an idea, the game changing type? Does it solves the problems you so have?

Bad Poetry #06

One night she calls. check out the balls. after years of shit storm, abuse and mind games. took you years to conjure excuses so lame? I followed my heart through

Bad Poetry #05

Are there tunes in fumes? When your faith is herald of death. Are you man enough to stand? When your friend will not pretend. Will you try or sigh? When your lover

Bad Poetry #04

How much money is one good day? Have you seen how much the rich pay? Tight suits and tie chucked to bed. a gold digger smiles conning up trades. a "friend"

Bad Poetry #03

Drunk but I'm not seeing double I wish my smartphone had a muzzle. Lock screen is a measly puzzle. That's it there's no more hurdle. is texting your ex the worst

Bad Poetry #02

Here you are again in hopes of redemption. begging with a fake smile. worried eyes. scrunched. Dare you can; in spite of pretension. Brave strides of shallow words.

Bad Poetry #01

Look at me I am quite a sight Free booze Makes my head light I've seen this PSA it was at school I know only the parts cuz paying attention is not cool is this a

introduceyourself

Hi! I am. You are too. Let's be. Woo hoo! Yeah! While we're at it, lets figure out somethings.