Saturday, March 19, 2011

Credit or Savings?

How do you save the drowning man
who insists on swimming with stones in his pocket?

You would not, says the vulture, for he wants to die.

You cannot, says the ox, for he has grown too weary.

You should not, says the sheep, for he is an ungrateful bastard.

You ought not, says the serpent, for he will bring you down with him.

You will not, says the ass, for he has made his mind up.

You must not, says the peacock, for he is too proud to thank you.

How do you save the drowning man
who insists on swimming with stones in his pocket?

How do you stem the flowing river
to save the drowning man
who insists on swimming with stones in his pocket?

How do you build the dam
to stem the flowing river
to save the drowning man
who insists on swimming with stones in his pocket?

How do you, how do you save the drowning man
the drowning man who has stones in his pocket?
Who insists on swimming with them in his pocket?

You do not, says the owl, for he is a drowning man with stones in his pocket.

[N.B. I wrote this. Steal it and I kill you.]

Monday, February 28, 2011

Oh look! Darling, I'm an artist!

























Now, I made this so if you steal it I will have to kill you.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Don't be ashamed o'yo pony-tail, guuurl. You work it, you own that pony-tail.

Confucius say:

Easy to bitch about might of mountain when you still sitting on fat ass at bottom.

I'm lying, Confucius didn't fucking say that but he would have if he was alive now.

Troglodyte

A cave dweller, especially somebody who belonged to a prehistoric cave-dwelling community.
A solitary person who lives alone, especially somebody who is antisocial or unconventional.

Still bored? Cos I could do with a chat.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The Force is With Me.

Thank you for the catalyst.

I'll see you around.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Sometimes, you're the bad sheep.

I am finding that more and more, I am the bad sheep. What is it that I do, exactly? I don't do anything. Why? I don't know. I want to be Jane Grais. That is what I want.

She is not Lady Gaga or Lily Allen. She is not Elton John or Harry Connick Jnr, but she is just as amazing. She is not  Bettie Page or Sofia Vegara but she is just as beautiful and full of life. I know that she is inside of me, I can feel her. I need a catalyst so that my real self can come back. I hope I find me again and then I can stop being so whiny on the internet and start being amazing again.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

The truth is

I don't know how to tell you this but Frankenstein was the name of the doctor, not the monster. *shrugs* You didn't create me, you created yourself.

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