Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Felatio

I sometimes remember the time I sat down to dinner and there was a bowl of penis in front of me and get really really confused.
The fact that I ate penis shaped pasta with my parents and brother is unbelievable to even me, the person who physically lived it and who knows somewhere deep inside it's the truth... somewhere...
very, very deep....
in a very, very dark place...

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Fr-eeeeeak-y

The following is a word for word text I sent to my sibling.

"Serial killer/rapist-like man sat next to me on the train when there were plenty of seats left and kept looking at me. Then when I got ready to go out he seemed to get up to let me off then I tripped and stepped on Someones foot and it was him. He grabbed my back and said "thats ok" he smells like freaky old man. Anyway now he's on the bus to uni. As if he's actually going to uni he doesn't even have a bag. He also has dad sandles and gold earrings. He irks me. Anyway, this is info to give to the police when he uses my skin to make a cape."

Monday, March 7, 2011

Love the hard way

"She looks at him again, then with a painful smile she switches off the light and leaves. The room is dark again."