December 2011
Totally realize that this will be the last 4:20 i will participate in this year.
So many years and running.
Tonight must be interesting
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Insomniac Poems #2
My violently verbose vernacular vividly vibrates with Vyvanse.
Long stanza’s of insanity are the bio-harzard product.
A Moon’s Iris
Vacillate. Fleeing through windows, shadows.
Vagarious; formulates fixations of fruition; fornicate reality.
A Veracious witness testifies on life’s behalf
Veer in towards infinity.
WatchLesson learned for the day, no matter how beautiful something is while driving. DO NOT whip out ur iphone
Vyvanse has been my new best friend from the past 24 hours.
Even though they are prescribed from someone else in the house, doesn’t mean i can’t still abuse it.
I abuse everything: drugs, cigarettes, my mac, myself.
Also havent slept. Been up for a whole day, watched the sun rise. Though hasent the day ended? its 3:30 and the sun is bout to set.
I haven’t been agitated by...
The biggest lie that anyone could ever post on the internet, is that they are having fun.
Multiple Offenders, a Millions of VIctims
Just stop, you wouldn’t be here
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Insominac Poems #1
I can hear the rhythmic pulse of my being.
I awoke from my dream of reality by the beat of my pulsating heart upon the middle of the night.
Keeping me here. Why cannot i stop it?
Why don’t i have complete control
Over myself?
How do my organs not merely buckle from existence
Cognition, emotion, suspicion were blessed upon i.
Not my alcoholic liver.
Not my tarred lungs.
Not my...
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