Sunday, September 21, 2008

Bite My Own Teeth


Sad frustration. I was going to write about the beauty and beauties.
Sad hopelessness. I wished to write about the unexpected smiles.
Sad fears and tears. I want to write about betterment.
Sad fucking world. I will have to write about lies.

13 Comments:

Blogger Jimmy said...

its no lie Rex
she dont love u no more

September 21, 2008 at 3:32 PM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

she called me

September 21, 2008 at 3:32 PM  
Blogger jGrrl said...

I want that fucking photo, can I have it? I promise not to be a cunt. Baby, you'll be ok, life is shit, we're all assholes but - we're assholes together. K? You ever needa bitch - drop me a note, get my IM addy and we'll chat...

September 21, 2008 at 4:37 PM  
Blogger ~Jobthingy~ said...

i think i just want to give you a hug

September 21, 2008 at 10:57 PM  
Blogger Nothingman said...

lies are better than the truths anyday :) people live lies, no one lives the truth :P

don't believe the fuck off, man.

N

September 22, 2008 at 1:15 PM  
Blogger Fluff The Artist said...

That hurt. It must be that intense then. Feel better. And watch out for living the lie. It really does cost.

September 22, 2008 at 6:03 PM  
Blogger Rage said...

Sending hugs your way ((hugs))

September 22, 2008 at 10:26 PM  
Blogger ozymandiaz said...

like nothing sais
go witht he lies
lies never hurt nobody
the truth on the other hand
like a blunt object
used to squish peoples dreams and ideals
the truth fuckin hurts man
ROCK ON DUDE!

September 23, 2008 at 2:34 PM  
Blogger Rex Venom said...

I don’t really know what to say.
The least is thank you. But it more than that.
I know we bloggers don’t ‘really’ know each other,
But I was feeling down, a bit. It happens, even to pagan gods of lust.
I wrote this post to, you know, Get It Off My Chest.
I haven’t even been cruising the Blog-Sphere in ages
But the Caring words, full of Guts, Balls, and Smiles, were truly touching.
Hell,
What can I say but…
Rock on!
Jimmy: heehee. This one isn’t about a She! Ha!
JGrrl: Thanks hottie! I just might…
Jobthingy: I love Hugs! Ha!
Nman: You may be right. But some Fuck Offs are strong!
Artist: The price of the Lies would be too high, right? Thanks!
Rage: Thanks. (ummm!)
Ozy: You are all truth. Sometimes sweetly packaged. But truth.

September 23, 2008 at 5:28 PM  
Blogger Rage said...

We're here for you Rex.

September 23, 2008 at 6:08 PM  
Blogger {illyria} said...

sometimes, what we know of each other in this very impersonal medium is enough for us to keep caring. to keep sharing. to lift those who've fallen. to be a crutch to those who've stumbled. it's the small things that matter.

you're very honest. and very beautiful. hang in there. xx.

September 24, 2008 at 3:01 AM  
Blogger u.n.e.e said...

I love this. I mean, REALLY... LOVE this.

That's all I can say.
And,what ever it is that you're going through, hope you'll find a way to...make it better (?).

September 25, 2008 at 3:41 PM  
Blogger rebecca said...

The Naughty Boy

There was a naughty boy,

And a naughty boy was he,

He ran away to Scotland

The people for to see

Then he found

That the ground

Was as hard,

That a yard

Was as long,

That a song

Was as merry,

That a cherry

Was as red,

That lead

Was as weighty,

That fourscore

Was as eighty,

That a door

Was as wooden

As in England

So he stood in his shoes

And he wonder'd;

He stood in his shoes

And he wonder'd.

-----by aoc gold

October 6, 2008 at 11:43 PM  

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