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no more censorship for me?
well, no censorship?
things can be a long time coming
and smash the hell out of
hit and run
not even staying to clean up the mess
whispering to all but
the one whom holds the vows
and the toddlers
disappearances into the
hourglass-shaped wood with strings
never to finish a fight
never interested in clarifying,
making sense, making it right
even finishing the fight
more interested in making something rhyme
time after time after time
and later angsting that you and me, WE
it didn't work out
you needed to be happy-
but really... you withdrew your hands
from family and intimacy
to pluck those strings more
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i'd rather hear 10,000 fans
screaming my name in worship
than hear my wife harp on me
about my family intimacy issues too,
which one is going to get me harder?
sideswiped and left mangled
up to my eyes in toilet training toddlers
and sounds of a guitar wailing
letting me know
you would probably leave me soon
i know those heart-ache wails by now
i even told you it was a break up album
and you laughed at me
you laughed and laughed
i heard fearless and i got sick
"that's your break up song with me"
i said to you
you got so angry with me, remember?
and stomped off
so thank you for telling an interviewer
that you WON'T censor me on my blog
(i thought i was to say nothing, my bad)
i was so unhappy thinking people dare look at me
and think that i consider
a marriage and forever to be
nine years or six years or whatever
and i gave up on everything
and just walked off
never is that me... nope, never
cuz i did not go anywhere, honey.
and you and i both know it
please stop telling the press it was mutual-
my birthday rolled around,
and me and the twins sat right there waiting...
we didn't go anywhere. we just
sat and waited and waited and waited and waited.....
"i saw you with your new friends....
you wear them so well...."
i think you're saying it's okay
to be more open now on this blog?
good. cuz sitting on the fence of
fucking rides a pole so far up my ass it nearly pierces my brain, and i can't take it anymore, now that i am back home where people don't live in the smoke and mirrors.
oh, and don't let me forget this.
i still love that damn woman so much, i'm still trying to stop. i had a dream last where honey and i were fighting and going to get a divorce, and i woke up sobbing.... then i realized. oh. it's true. and then what do you do? when the horrible feeling in the dream gets to stay even after you wake up?
there. there is my truth as of today.
"Fake postcard from Mullah Omar in Las Vegas reading 'This place is awesome, dude!'" -- From David Letterman's Top Ten Ways to get Osama Out of His Cave
I am having a well earned rest at Her Majesty's Pleasure and am painting and continuing being an art student. I have a great view and am considering gigs later in the year.
Vivid already has the girl/girl tape in their hands and they are thinking about releasing it as a sequel to Kendra Exposed.
At least she is making a living....
"Eliot Spitzer may get his own show on CNN. It would be quite a switch for somebody else to be paying him for an hour." -- David Letterman
. Rocker Bret Michaels told Rolling Stone that he was watching cable TV porn when he suffered a severe brain hemorrhage in April.
"I was going back and forth from SportsCenter to Busty Cops 3," he admits. "Maybe that's what did it!"
"A congressman from my state of Indiana, Mark Souder, has been forced to resign because of a sex scandal. Finally, I'm not Indiana's biggest embarrassment." -- David Letterman
"For the first time, an Arab-American, Rima Fakih, won Miss USA. Rima is very excited and she hopes this will help get her name off the no-fly list." -- Jay Leno
Halter, her speech slurred, denied drinking alcohol and cursed out the school's principal and assistant principal. "You are fucking bitches, this is my prom, I'm not drunk," said Halter. After refusing to take a Breathalyzer test, Halter attempted to swing a chair at cops, and then began "smacking her forehead into the chair handle causing her nose to bleed."
While being handcuffed, Halter "began kicking, screaming, spitting and thrashing about." As she was walked out of DeLuca's catering hall, Halter--screaming obscenities--"let her legs go limp," so officers had to carry the teen to a patrol car. That is when Halter "cleared her throat and spit a bloody ball of spit" at Officer Kyle Gelenius, whose name tag was ripped from his uniform by Halter during the confrontation.
Seated in the back of the cruiser, Halter "continued to spit blood on the windows, the divider, and the roof," and kicked the vehicle's window. For her prom night meltdown, Halter was booked into the Lorain County jail and charged with assaulting a cop, resisting arrest, disorderly conduct, and underage drinking.