Monday, October 26, 2009

kissing games


a new sketch. I need a mentor to teach me to draw with no training I am all passion a and no technique. Send me a free mentor fairy...haha is that too much to ask for :) Wink wink.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mothers Day, HALLMARK ain't got nothing on me!

First let me pay ado to the attention whores who actually stomach this day without regurgitating its title, Happy Mothers Day to you and yours!! I would like to rename this day and turn it into a new hallmark card for it's debut fresh and clean for the selling.

Now this is just totally off the top of my head early morning bullshit, angry ginger crap that I will not be accountable or judged.

In lieu of today's scheduled event and I am thinking equally as profitable

Hallmark Day: MOTHERLESS DAY
Gift ideas:
  • A blow up mother,
  • Hallmark card reads Happy Motherless Day Hey look on the bright side you could have been the stem cell that let Christopher reeves walk and talk again! Your alive via motherless birth canal! So when life gives you lemons you?? ....
k the card is terrible but the blow up mother kinda took it all out of me and its so early and all I haven't had coffee and my son is a prick with no card for me after all I do for him day on day a simple hello would be nice maybe even flush the toilet or clean it maybe ....its mothers day i want to redeem my false acts of kindness for a truely clean toilet. Good night and thank for tuning in!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

McCarthy (Sketch) & Music




















Sketch:
One of my buddies i sketched. No he is not stoned that is just the way his face looks. I like to draw but am not very good, I am currently working with a friend who is taking lessons from a bad ass artist and I am getting hand me down lessons which will pay off if I can just sit still and follow direction

Music:
American Lesion Lyrics - Opinion

The first thing I remember was the friction in the room
And that brown spinet piano that never played in tune
The cruel, impatient tyrant; the frustrated malconetent
The need to find the pieces and the absence of cement

No one ever told me about the right way to love
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me

The last thing I remember was the slamming of the door
And the resonance of my imperfection broke the silence once more
The selfish, angry bastard who doesn't want to hear
I tried to learn compassion - you turned the other ear

No one ever told me about the right way to love
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me

The worn out, broken record who doesn't fit the mold
The righteous independent, the mood so harsh and cold

Momma never told me about the right way to love
And Daddy never showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Lyrics and Music


Skinned Lyrics
Artist(Band):Blind Melon

I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin
I'll make a lampshade of durable skin
And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able
When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel
im just a sittin' here carving out your navel

When will I realize that this skin I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on

Hey, I could really use a couple of hands
To complete one hell of a plant stand
Oh, and don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle
Making rib cages into coffee tables
I'm just makin' em into coffee tables

And when will I realize that this skin I'm in
Hey, it isn't mine
And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore

Oh, because you know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah
although I know I can't hide
But oh how hard I try
But this is just the shape I'm in
oh yeah, oh yeah

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Penis Story


So I am walking down the street, on my way to a first date. I approach the light waiting for the big flashing hand so I can cross the street. All those flies you get before your first date are buzzing, just across the street he will be there and I will have to talk to him! I

I look up... and there it is...A PENIS...on his harley with penis in hand....as if in slow motion passes me by with a smerk on his face and a glow in his eye I will never forget!!

I would like to thank that penis exposing harley freak for saving me from the first date jitters!! He's out there still maybe he can help you out too!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Emotional Rant




Sorry is such a thoughtless and empty word when thrown around like easy pussy at a whore house. a whores bath can't clean it up nice enough to serve my dying mother.

Control is a myth taught to us by federal agents who trained in illusions of sorrow 101 feeding our nation the concept that compassion is a gesture worth breeding. Idiots eat this shit for breakfast and i am starving for lunch. fortunately i am still a virgin in my next life haven't fucked my way to the top yet but I won't give up that easy. Im SORRY daddy I promise I will swallow next time promise I won't spill a drop! Sorry is an easy and forgivable word you may even forget what I've just promised and give your little girl a rest. Sorry overlooked that fact you're still fucking my mouth you narcissistic fuck! Someone will pick up where I left off, my belly is full with sperm screaming sorrys inpregnanting excuses sealed in invisible envelope of half truths labeled Coward. My payment is owned for service rendered whores aren't free and I've been a good trick paid for you to cum IOU's on my face. This tank is full please pull forward to next pump. I didn't like the way you taste apology not accepted my next john is going to get me off first.


"Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood. She came upon a
poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She took the snake home and nursed
it back to health. One day the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay
dying, she asked the snake, "Why have you done this to me?" And the
snake answered, "Look, bitch, you knew I was a snake."

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Parenting by Default

Parenting by Default


Your face is blind.

I cant see it; not the way I used too.

I move forward, touch your face, feel your hair but your not there!

Just a thought passing; a memory of once upon a time!

A portion of me; my prince lost.

All my mistakes forsake you!

Thoughts of failure are my demise!

Beautiful seed, with water they will grow!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

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