30 August 2010

She's thick in the breast and thighs, and a voice like sex.. Mmm..

28 August 2010

So agitated. So frustrated. So fucking angry.
"Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, I think you've got me confused with a better man."
"This is a poem celebrating the realization that poems aren't going to change anything and im still writing anyways, but they aint gonna change this mean, crazy fucked up and down world of shit and more shit. Now, on the brighter side of the landscape we have of course the prospect that this poem will become an active member of the curriculum of 8th grade English classes and when the teacher says my name everyone will smile real pretty and say that I was a good guy. Man I could change this world if these assholes gave me the chance, everything starts out small see, but I ain't gonna stay small, like if your reading this here piece of shit, now I'm making progress ain't I? And even if you decide wipe your ass with this work of art, man I'm glad to be of service, that's why I'm here. Look, the poet uses words like you use spit or vasoline or crisco, so I rub these words on a page and you slowly take them in. It's quite literally getting fucked by letters, the vowels and the smaller shafted consonants are fairly easy to take even for the more tight-assed amongst you while other bigger, wider, consonants require in some cases the use of drugs and poppers. Feelin' it inside yet, huh? Its hot, wet, sloppy, slimy, scummy, suckable, poem slipped into a prophylactic with a french tickler made of razorblades being jammed up your asshole, and you stop fighting, and were almost enjoying it until this madman decided to piss up your ass and you began to taste it and it came out your mouth and then he started kissing you settin up a cycle to keep it flowing forever and ever and ever and ever.

The poet fucking the reader, the poet pissing in readers mouth,
kissing and drinking his own words. He gets more turned on, you get harder and the scene gets wilder for those still horny for more. The poet is rapist looking to get into something will hurt you if necessary so just cooperate and you'll be better off. I want you to look at this fucking poem,
look at it, look at it again real long, now go ahead and relax and see how easy it is the second time. Go ahead, I told you, I'm glad to be of service...Forever and ever and ever "

27 August 2010

"Sweet, soft and low, I will poison you all. Come closer, racing to your tongue.."

23 August 2010

"No importa que se lleva, porque todo se quitara."
Dear all women,
Why can I not find a single one of you who can drink without ending up in tears or some other mess? And don't use alcohol as an excuse to have sex with random people, have a bit of dignity.

Lots of love, Jasper.

22 August 2010

"I got an idea, you should get a tattoo that says warning. That's all, just a warning."
I think I'll just delete all the drunk shite I posted on this last night..

18 August 2010

I never held a funeral for that big part of me that died.
Spent the last four hours passed out on a bathroom floor ^^, but managed to sort out a friendship kind of. Good times! ^___^ Still feel really sick.. :x

15 August 2010

"I hope that I live to see you undress"

14 August 2010

"If you miss chicks when they're around, the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option"

11 August 2010

"A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?"

- Albert Einstein

10 August 2010

This:

9 August 2010

I need something... New...

3 August 2010

Who are you trying to convince here? Me? Or yourself?

2 August 2010

Dude, just tell me. I know you still like her. Just because me and her don't get a long doesn't mean you can't be honest with me.

1 August 2010

Now that's a freakin' knife.
Fuck it, I've drank quite a bit and this shit is oozing out of me (Sounds tasty right?). I could be here all night. That's what I love about alcohol it just lets conversation slide and where ever it ends up I just pick it back up again. You know what else? Daft Punk is the shit.

Fucking, awesome.

Just fucking, awesome.
"Don't start assuming until you've learned that most of the time I am WRONG".
What a good night. Introduced my friend Tom to some people I met from Charly's party. Aha. You guys just don't understand. Never will. But I hope one day you all will.