conformity

i have been accused of conformity, now that i have a blog...to be quite honest....i'm on a lot of...i mean a lot of xanax and lexotinal...when i come to in a month...i'm sure i won't remember anything...which is a lie...people keep asking me what's written in the letter...i keep asking myself why it's illegible?

since my super power is that i smell like dandelions when people lie...i guess i don't have many problems. there was but one in all the land...i wish i had known before i knew...i once wrote a poem...nobody liked it...i guess i'll post it...
goddamnit...everything is lost in my inbox...i'll have to find the goddamn piece of crap...it takes such a long time...i highly recommend david firth...or doki.

it's called nonsensibility...i wrote it a year ago...mainly because last year i was crazier than i am now...or at least it was something new back then...now i'm used to it...so anyhoo...i wrote "(fix it) next to the title because i intended to fix it...which i never did...i don't usually fix stuff...although now i do...because my friends complain that i force the rhymes...so now i'll try to force the not rhyming...put the load on the donkey or the donkeys load in their assholes...it all depends because i'm really hungry...hungry as hell...i'd eat a sloppy pizza...a very sloppy pizza...i recomend ginos; half price after midnight. driving stoned. without a license. very fast.


There was this one who had my hand
There was but one in all the land
I wish I had known before I knew
That all those lies would come out true

If all the people had just turned their heads
And if they had not heard all that was said
Not that it matters but then it might
because in the end, I could be right

but I see everything and I hear more
pay attention to all that I’ve heard before
anything at all, and all there was
was everything that is my cause.

and every joint and every curve
and every twinkle in those eyes
the frown, the mood and all the sighs
I note each smile and memorize

All the more reason to fall a bit deeper
All the more to pray
To be the one who gets to keep her
Keep her everyday.

it was a piece of shit to be quite honest...but i'd like to make it clear that at the time i was madly in love with a hallucination i had on this very messed up toxin that i've mentioned or not mentioned in the previous post. so basically i lost my mind...and i'm still trying to find and gather what tiny shards that are left here and there...notice the use of the word "shards" instead of "pieces" that's what blogging sons of bitches do...they turn into shards instead of pieces...it's infuriating...what a cunty little shit spoke. and she said to me. wazzup bloke?

yours truly,
Martin pale

yeah so it isn't my real name...your life is way more boring than mine...heck i have better dreams.