Mask your Spirit

So try and dismiss that you’ve been remiss You couldn’t recognize the lies, or wouldn’t you? Now you lost, stay, accost me, you’ve been crossed Twice and again, now it costs too much for you To pay with casual nonchalance That seems to only help you use ignorance Wrought cold dark iron cooled by taunts [...]

A journalism class that needs to stop being three hours.

west coast ringer L.A. blinger bring her or give me the mother fucking finger two cents heads up penny wars butts up schlep them battles to a body that prattles less cares more Congress only pays the whores

capote thinks not

Lorax says — what!? How many people can say no more mister nice guy and sound serious not so much delirious