gay

rova_box @ 2006-02-10T15:16:00

2006-02-10T20:17:51Z

kick ass.

she still dont know what lives about.

im still learning.

kick ass.

yyeeaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

wooooooooooooooooooooooo.

every days the same.

rova_box @ 2006-02-02T23:22:00

2006-02-03T04:23:22Z

im reliving the feeling of my childhood.

cool.

shave

2006-01-20T16:35:11Z

club Q tonite.

oxe

2006-01-15T03:45:28Z

i had this feeling while i was walking to work.
im just walking down the sidewalk listening to my cd player. as i pass opal creek i have this thought of a death scene.
this contraption that either floats or rolls(probably floats) with thousands of sharp spikes sticking in the forward direction comes at me from behind. coming at me full speed. i cant hear it or anything because i have my music playing loud. it just pierces through me, and keeps floating forward. off to wherever.

i dont know why i thought of this. i seem to do that alot.

the flying sphere from phantasm would make comparison to the device in my thought. only mine is really big

almost like Angus Scrimm was in the back somewhere for this.

rova_box @ 2006-01-14T12:04:00

2006-01-14T17:05:05Z

im quitting.

rova_box @ 2006-01-10T22:53:00

2006-01-11T04:20:51Z

god bless all of you.
equal poles.
god grant you and him.
when i sing its over.
put your knees on your floor.
next to your bed.
that flows with fuck.

fuck was just a good time
for you
and him.

next time comes
with his finger inside you.
think of the light poles.
im up there

with he bulb.

shining cancer down
on the sidewalk

next time comes
his light pole in you.

think of the side walk.
and heart is down their cracks.

with a heart felt shrill
i make my exit.

next time comes.

hear my angry.

thats for you.

hey queen bee
lets share a laugh
and a beer.
i'll let you puff my
cigarette. once or twice.
christ, i'll give that up.

i would take care of you
like we were back in '93
when houses were cheaper.

living for 70,000.

rova_box @ 2006-01-09T18:02:00

2006-01-09T23:04:22Z

i will get off by that laugh.
and die smiling.
i died smiling.

Heart and soul, 1996 and the cars exploding.
sinister.

rova_box @ 2006-01-04T15:48:00

2006-01-04T20:48:45Z

im not happy anymore.

rova_box @ 2005-12-31T12:53:00

2005-12-31T17:53:52Z

ships is great.

rova_box @ 2005-12-30T15:05:00

2005-12-30T20:08:14Z

sweet music.

it beats love because there are no wounds.

one more creature dizzy with love.

bukowski.

rova_box @ 2005-12-27T23:52:00

2005-12-28T04:53:50Z

i want to find the things i think about.

and when i say that i mean the thoughts that i go to bed to.

the good ones.

rova_box @ 2005-12-26T19:07:00

2005-12-27T00:07:44Z

big up big up its a stick up.

rova_box @ 2005-12-25T23:37:00

2005-12-25T21:40:07Z

christmas is ok.

rova_box @ 2005-12-25T23:37:00

2005-12-25T04:45:40Z

i got a sweet sweater.

im going to wear it everyday.

rova_box @ 2005-12-24T13:10:00

2005-12-24T18:12:49Z

i was gone.

im little right now.

little tall.

i love music.

i got mydad all mad at me.

i really lovemusic.

good.

rova_box @ 2005-12-23T00:43:00

2005-12-23T05:43:39Z

medications is awesome.

rova_box @ 2005-12-22T23:12:00

2005-12-23T04:14:30Z

this is how we make things work.

In her cocoon of a bear claw. Time speaks for her. And when he hollers. She answers religiously. Moon make my sandwhiches and move at an angle. You hunk of cheddar in the utopian gas lit ceiling. Her vessel flowed cross Austin as though the lake was iced over. Iced over Austin. She is a liar. Don’t listen to a god damn word she says. Only she will be the same as you and me. Not a divine laptop.
Magic city, I’ve been gazing too long at you with blind eyes. Please, let me gather on my big wheel. As your bassdrum batters at my temple.
Good day, kind astophe.

They called me daddy. Did they? Hopped up on snow flakes. Sweetcakes.

Stay interesting sinister.

There are sensors in the street. You muss’nt talk loudly. Too loudly could obliverate you beyond belief.
Stay above ground. The sensors will not hesitate to remove your vocability. I have seen it happen. Beyond belief.

Leave me, with my bell set, single handed fascist game boy.

Stay obsolete.

Jazz your feart into my ocular. Blind me as your conscience.

rova_box @ 2005-12-22T22:47:00

2005-12-23T03:49:09Z

yeeaahh mutha fucka!

yup

2005-12-21T06:45:09Z

life is good.
i love music.
i love my friends.
i enjoy subtances.

music is great.

wabbaddiinnggg!

rova_box @ 2005-12-19T12:19:00

2005-12-19T17:19:43Z

http://www.break.com/articles/stickfight.html?t=4449

this is a good one.

rova_box @ 2005-12-18T02:59:00

2005-12-18T08:00:24Z

new york is amazing.

crack head reggie is amazing.

dave atel is amazing.

the weather is amazing

rova_box @ 2005-12-14T14:34:00

2005-12-14T19:36:15Z

im ok with where my life is going.
i just hate the fact that no one else is.

hi

2005-12-13T20:18:42Z

new yourk in three days.

my black castle shirt fits better for some reason.

hi

2005-12-12T05:03:13Z

I've got water in my loafers. and i dont believe in god.
stay eclectic.

hi

2005-12-12T02:18:08Z

work wasnt bad.

i hung out with tood and ren today. it was great.

yesterday was excellent as well.

we improv. like dtt.

we go to new york this weekend. thats all i care about.

"Check this out, the mississippi river. you and me..waist up in it."