Monthly Archives: March 2012
You Can’t Dance with the Devil on your back. (So Shake Him Off!)
Posted on March 17, 2012 12 Comments
I am currently wearing tiny, frayed, daisy duke esque, denim shorts on a hot sunny day. Not only am I wearing tiny, frayed, Daisy Duke esque, denim shorts, that my perfectly hard thighs look simply marvellous in, obviously, but I am also of course sporting bright white roller skates. I am, in case you havent already guessed, […]
Hold On To The Crazy. The Crazy Spurs You On.
Posted on March 8, 2012 17 Comments
I know it is in there. I can run at force, and lunge my shoulder in to the door. I can rattle the decaying and stained gold handle and scream, pound and shout through my tears. Let me in, goddamn it let me in. I can sink to my threadbare knees in front of the […]
