Thursday, May 7, 2015
Perhaps we should have been more prepared, the scent of death is upon the air, & she wears it (so well) like stitches taken out too soon. An exposed open wound, a mind already consumed. They crawl at our ankles biting our feet, how do you stay above while pulling beneath? (where are they dragging me!?!?) consumed by the meek, like layers of depression (like) layers of flesh between teeth. Your eyes write words that the world can't read, as if the only person who can translate can't speak & how can they say such gloomy things like "we are all gonna die today". And like cold air on lifeless lips, your eyes whisper that it'll all be okay.
Posted by a 2 minute lecture at 8:58 AM
Monday, March 17, 2014
They say the first taste is always the best. I saw the distance in your eyes.
An inspiring little blight.
An ambition of salvation sinking, (has it sunk) into an out of reach aspiration.
Your (lack of) words were like wires of the barbed type.
Flickering split tongue, belly bound agony, these fangs are all I have left.
A soothing little poison, promise u won't feel a thing.
I think to your thoughts, if u could have seen it coming.
Posted by a 2 minute lecture at 12:39 AM
Friday, March 1, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Dawg (No Chem)
East Coast Diesel
G Fruit No.4
(This is the exact nug that made me such a huge fan of Headband)
Sweet Island Skunk
Posted by a 2 minute lecture at 7:55 PM
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Chocolate Pineapple Thai
Girl Scout Cookies
NY Sour Diesel
Purple Dog Shit
Sour Grape Kush
Posted by a 2 minute lecture at 2:43 PM