4/3
My sex is so unreal
its like I’m living in a hentai
oh my, I’m a magnet
to these senpais
I work full time
to try to be a nice guy
I’m no otaku dude
I become aku
between your thighs
I was born with dreadlocks
in and out of wedlock
I’m a Barney rebel
I will make your bedrock
put me in a headlock
leave your body shell shocked
the koopa king is here
gonna pound ya like a whomp block
Dive in to that pussy
like I’m uncle scrooge
tounge punch your clit
leave your labias juiced
i just wanna be used
expect to leave bruised
refuse no abuse
let me recluse
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4/2
I wanna run away, to LA
Where the sun never ever ever, fades away
I play music all day, never get paid
Party all night, then go catch some wave
Every crowd I’m in
I feel alone
So I’m in a bar, I write these bars
Down in my phone
Oh, another punk rock show
who’s getting called out?
I gotta know?
Is it the boy with the sloppy jew fro
weak flow, and kinda of a creep tho?
I’ve never creeped though.
Temper runs high, but I steep my tea low
wait for steelo, on the radio,
turn it to 88
tune into the record sto
bout to make a heel move
gotta keep it on the d-low
catch heat like thermal paste
have my mind erased
replaced with the taste
of someone not disgraced
maybe I’ll finally get GG Allin
maybe I’ll stop trying to be Jimmy Fallon
Mark Summers or Drew Carey
I’m barely able to commit to things that are scary
Ive had the discussion
Friends think i’m rushing
Into a red trap
Say the city is crap
Everyone raps
and when you get on stage
Everyone will laugh
Oh here’s another white boy
Here come the slaps
He worked on a field
doesn't hit dabs
Thinking hes hard
Like he came from chiraq
But a sadboy from st louis
Cause we knew he ran
I wanna run away, to LA
Where the sun never ever ever, fades away
I play music all day, never get paid
Party all night, then go catch some wave
I spent 18 months evading
18 running wasting
18 months preying
now 18 months chasing
depraved self-enslaving
through cravings of
remaining, amongst
people I thought were saving
me, from myself
now I’m caving
from the pressure
but just maybe
One battle at a time
with every enemy I’m facing
take the next shot
time to head to phase b
Praise THEE
I am no longer your Martyr
I have nothing left to barter
nothing left to be apart of
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4/1
I’m Seth Rogen
Seth Seth Rogen
Can’t stay focused
my mind is eroding
everyone always thinks I’m smoking
I’m that joking fat token
fake jew from hoboken
New jersey, picked up from the village
my mind’s always racing
so I can’t think clearly
I’m more fucked
than zack and miri
my life is a nightmare
going down a rabbit hole
like I’m donnie darko
at least I can park tho
I bought a gross of condoms
She wont end up knocked up
we freak and geeking
bad neighbors locked up
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Life leaks
Drip drip drip
your faucet leaks
I speak to you
we need a replacement
an arrangement with a plumber
you seems stunned since
it’s almost summer
it’s in your duty
to make me feel dumber
“the leak will be fine
hook up the line
let it sprinkles from
the extention
don’t mention this again”
a small pool fills
out of the rusted out
pores of the sprinkler
it doesnt shoot it pours out
grass turned to mud
mud turned into a breeding ground of mosquito
i then again mention the crack
and you crack at me with, well just wrap it up
I buy sealant to seal it, you tell me to seal it
and we wrap it up.
This isn’t my problem,
i’m just trying to help
this is the point where
I end up with a 3rd welt
one from slipping in the puddle
on the side walk
one from trying to talk
one from those damn pesky ass mosquitos
the pressure builds slightly
the gun was on tightly
now it leaks from the threads
the fissure in the pipe
“I���m fed up with this,
It’s not with fixing”
it’s just a bandaid
on a seeping wound
no amount of neosporin
can fix a bullet hole
fall turns to winter
and I turn bitter
my mouth taste like iron
and that damn iron is rusted out
the drip turns into an icicle
I wake to the main breaking
in our backyard we can now go ice skating
the foundation is ruined and that $30 dollar fix
just turned into $3000
you want to take it out on me
but I’m the one with this eroded
hose and faucet
you try to explode, but theres a moat
between you and I and thats what keeps me afloat
I toss the faucet at your feet
and as you point at me
I asked who caused this?
You’re at a loss for words
loss of a backyard
loss of sprinkler that rotted the hell out
loss of a friendship because that did too.
it wasn’t my problem
I was just trying to help.
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Oops
Forever searching for my mantra
soul crushed
like a montster truck crushing a honda
take my mind to the bahamas
blindfolds screaming
I don’t wanna
wholly mammoth
in a banana hammock
it just happens
that I’m a sad sack
of shit who lets thoughts slip
my words are jagged
i stop my tail from waggin
tell you a life story
but I avoid from bragging
brandy stained sheets
she came over last night
not proud of these feats
she came over to fight
you don’t want the full deats
she over came the plight
we made up and it beats
she comes and I might
revolve in a vicious orbit
around the center of miss universe
revolver covered in my spit
thoughts escape, mind dispersed
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Angel (draft one)
I feel you in the car
on the passenger side
as I keep trucking
no ones along for the ride
we split at the fork
and somehow we both died
we found paradise
parasites needs a host
I gave you my all
when you needed it the most
you are the angel
and I am the ghost
i searched for redemption
found a hole in my heart
an endless bloody trail
cant trace where it'd start
won’t stop now or else im damned
this is where my paths and pasts depart
stuck in purgatory
as you ascend
I just need a patch
so I don’t sink again
I lost a lover
where I gained a friend
the light you shine
blinds me the worst
i made the decision to diverge
a burst of energy
is what I was served
combining it with lessons
that I have learned
a curse laid upon me
but the scars I’ve earned
wont keep me down
sometimes deterred
I’ve kicked I’ve screamed
just to be heard
searching for fulfillment
for my broken soul
I’ll find it in myself
so I can feel whole
I don’t have the answers yet
I’ll keep driving day to day
with momentum like this
no one can take my smile away
I may be a ghost
in this plane all alone
I just need thicker skin
and a few bones
check the side mirror
and see how I’ve grown
make a few turns
to stay on the bend
I wont be here to long
i’ll be the next to ascend
I am no angel
but I have demons to fight
try to pin me to the ground
as I try to take flight
sunrise is my ally
as I hide at night
thanks for the push
when I needed it the most
off of the cliff
and into the coast
angel of death
and the friendly ghost
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Fear of completion
5am again, kinda on a schedule, started passing out last night while watching Vice around 9:30. I want to blame it on something else, like depression, but really, if I can get some sleep, I'll take it.
Issue with that is working from 8am-11pm, if not later.
I remained more chipper than I should of yesterday, I think it was starting to write this shit out again. If I let the thoughts escape they won't bother me anymore, at least that's what I like to believe.
Lets go chronological.
Journaled out my shit, went to work around 8:30. It got busy, real quick, people stormed our doors at Toys R Us. I was helping out a good amount of customers around the store, giving people overrides, then I was sent to the trenches. I was put in as a cashier. I have my system down, it's unorthodox, but so is a store closing. After 2 hours of ringing straight I look up and our store is packed with people waiting to ring out, nearly shoulder to shoulder, it's so loud from the talking, yelling and whining that I can't hear my walkie talkie.
2 more hours go by of ringing before I get my lunch. At this point I have about 2 hours before my departure. At this point I help customers put swing sets in cars, do some price checks, get out video games, the usual.
The snow is just coming down though. Still, not a bad day. I still got peeved at customers who wanted to price check every items, but then the cool customers had a laugh at me.
I'm not going to allow struggles to get to me when I can have a good time. My depression feeds of my weaknesses and insecurities. That little voice that says I have to win. I have to be the best. How do you fight a store? I don't need to be a better person than my Ex. We can both be great people. I will make my job fun while it's still around. I have grieved my store closing and now I am at peace. It's fun for the next few weeks.
There's a part of me that wants to put blame or make an excuse. I want to victimize myself. Not this time. I am not going to trample over another person to get somewhere.
I want to focus so much right now on bettering myself, for me. I know what I want out of myself, I know my potential and only I can stop myself. It's real easy to do. I've had success in the past, I just failed to keep up with it. I am self-destructive. So what are my To-Dos at this point?
To Do List:
Get my ticket information dealt with then no longer worry about that shit.
Deal with the physical clutter I've built up while living in my House. Organize, donate, trash and recycle. Time consuming, but easy.
Fasfa, and apply for UMSL. I need school back in my life, I like direction and a push from a community to improve my creative works.
Apply for some more damn jobs. Interviews are nice but nothing is definite.
Get my Mixtape on cassette.
Chill the fuck out and play video games. I don't give myself the time to and I should. I just have a big collection of discs and machines if I don't.
Keep working out, buy running shoes and keep cutting.
Finally. Figure out what my next step in life is. Video Game designer? My life long dream? Opening a small business with my friends?
It's not being a pizza driver and professional rapper.
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And lent begins.
Since middle school I've challenged myself for lent, not because I'm catholic. Because I'm not. But it's a set time to compete with other people at someone. It's also a great time to flush all the bad shit out of my system.
I'm giving up is soda, candy, fast food and meat. Meat is always challenging because I love it so much and my body craves it. Definitely since I work out, but thats the thing, I want to find and experiment different forms of protien, shit whats the harm of trying new beans and nuts? Plus I'm still eating eggs and plain yogurt.
So yeah, this year I'm attempting a homemade vegetarian diet.
There are two occasions where I will cheat, the wedding I'm attending this weekend (3/8) and next week when I go to Plush because they're food is rad (hipstery fusion shit) chances are I can stick to lent there but it's not healthy food regardless of veggie options.
Now I'll post what I eat, if I make something killer I'll post a recipe up.
(3/5)
Breakfast-8oz left over smoothie, plain reg yogurt, a little almond milk, water, strawberries, raspberries blueberries, a shit load of spinach.
Lunch-salad, cabbage, tomato, black beans, avacado, a little bit of jalapeno, onions and green tabasco. So fucking good, no dressing needed fatties.
Dinner-3 eggs with a tablespoon of spaghetti sauce, no meat obvs. I'm feel guilty for using tomato sauce but it's gonna go bad and shits expensive.
(3/6)
Breakfast-oats, frozen peaches water and a little bit of almond milk. Just made oatmeal. Tasted like peach cobbler tho. #gocarbs
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6 months in St. Louis (190.6)
TL;DR (I am happy, but have room to improve my life style)
I don't know what it is about typing all this bullshit out, but it helps me progress through life. At this point, I don't give a shit who reads it, maybe someone laughs at me, with me, I encourage some one or no one reads it at all. I just know I am bound to keep repeating the same mistakes until I fix what's going on in my life. There is no easing into things.
I moved 6 months ago today and it wasn't until a few days ago that I was able to conquer that feeling of doom. That feeling that I'm going to have to revert back, that nothing will ever be as good as it once was.
What has happened over this 6 month period?
I got a job and lost it 5 months later. I was fired for the first time ever. I now have a new job that I start in 2 days. I moved out of my mom's to a couch for 2 months then into a house with 3 friends. I now pay rent and bills and food. I don't have the sum of money I once saved up but I'm getting by and that's fine enough for me.
1 month and 1 day ago I received my Drivers License for the first time and through the help of a friend have fixed up a drivable vehicle that I will own today.
I've made new friends and bonded closer to some of my older friends. Friends that encourage me to be happy and just be myself. Through out those friend I found a girl that truly likes me for me, which is a mutual feeling. Through out starting a relationship with her, I knew there would be consequences and I have worked my hardest to solve those and I'm still working on that.
The Acid Kat movement has allowed my to express myself through out different outlets whether that be rapping, MCing or designing the zine. With more projects to come. Through out these events dull moments are rare, and when they are there, I just have something to look forward to.
So for me, right now. Life is looking fucking great.
Vacation time is over though. I decided this previous weekend would be my last "fuck it" weekend for a while. Sure I have been at the gym a lot over the last few months, but through drinking and eating garbage I have once again started to let myself go. I stepped off the scale in the gym at 190.6. I was 20 lbs lighter in april and about 15 lbs lighter this summer.
No more soda, no more alcohol, no more garbage. Sure, there's Thanksgiving and other holidays coming up, but I'm going to control myself. I reward myself too much when I haven't done anything, it's causes an addiction feeling that needs to stop. So I got the chinese food out of the way, hot wings, burgers. Now it's back to the healthy shit.
And in another aspect it's time to get a real job. I am working on becoming a substitute teacher, but I feel it's time for me to also start looking for a design job at a firm. Sure I'm getting by, but my clothes are getting ratty, I can't afford the healthier food I want, like fresh produce daily, spoil my girlfriend occasionally even if it annoys her and I am using a friend's car, even if I own it.
So it's back to tumbling, not sure how often I'll write, at least weekly but this is a start.
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So happy. Post #600 amazing wedding @maisyg
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#art #nofilter
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Latest home addition. #wwf #royalrumble #manwork #conan #shawnhouse #win
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#midnight #arcade #move
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#breakingbad party. Odums mom made candy meth.
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Family lunch at shawn house. Watching ecw esting china king. #noco life
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Cup of the day.
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