Tuesday, 13 May 2008

the direful spring of woes unnumbered. homer

well, if you wish to learn how to waste a day, apply to me/ i have this fetish, which i can't be arsed to explain, for annoying myself, viz. with bad music, literature, poetry andcetera/ thus i've spent a sunny day watching grime videos and drinking white star/ extremes of turgid shite are indeed as exhilarating as joyous extremes, though not as pleasurable (at least not in the conventional sense)/ burn baby, burn/ i cannot conceive of living any other way (id est fuck delayed gratification)/

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