Drunken 20 something.

onto another place.

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Where we at on this? Where withe the motion and the rhythm? Where with the momentum, why not like the ocean? Or like a train?

Makes me feel like a kid a little bit. Oceans and trains both bigger than me, like most things I guess... So really, why not but to feel the rhythm and set the motion? To harness and be subject to that momuntum! Damn, just go for the ride.

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The Hoe Club

And this, like the stripper that wouldn't take 3 steps and grab me a cigarette for my dollar. Fuckin got up and walked myself, bought the lucy and lit her.

Then I paid the bitch that snuffed me to show me her pussy.

It's different in there.

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The Pitch

This one Brother, take this one right here.

Lookit, all shiny and new and its all up to you. So see what you can get off it. See what you can learn from it. Motherfucker, see what you can DO in it!

You only got to pay a little bit, Brother. A little now and mayber some a little later and it ain't nothing but all the time after that. But hey, Brother, how good do you look? How good do you wanna be? Where do you want all the people to think you are?

It's worth the world, my Brother. I do think it's worth the world.

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Why This and Why So Much?

Well, because it doesn’t really go bad. All of us here really Dig it and the more we Dig the more we love and

The more we love the Higher we get.

and the higher we get the more we want to stay up there. So we get all we can. Fuck It.

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The Woman

She is Venus, where I cannot reach and now seldom see. She is who father prayed I would meet but now approval pends. My love, sweet and who has shown me my limits of rage, lust and infatuation. This muse is a percentage of my life, large, whether by my side or on another shoulder. My decisions, my well being I base on the fruit of her lips. Natasha. Damn you, I love you.

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a Spider

Brave little Bastard. I cut off his foot after watching him explore and reign. Curious he was with the small colors and texture of my shoe, suede terrain, white then down into the blue. He is comfortable, he has covered all axis I cut off his 8th foot. Just snipped the bottom end. I watch him limp, guilt. Out of His Misery. I take the sainthood. Steal the fulfillment and then forget.

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Probable relapse

These women, these drugs any perverse rational that will get me thru the night. 

This is the time for giving in, this is the canon of missteps and restart buttons the generation of Xanax reminiscing of easy crushing oxyContin... these colorful tabs will relieve any of my pains! I leave it to my psychosis to choose.

 I stay vigilant, I stay afraid, I float away; and when the time comes to climb out of the vice, to leave it in the past and find peace through self and love, to transcend, when that time comes, know that the Rx has a shaky exit. 

Know that your skin will crawl before you can walk again, Matthew. These women, these drugs just could or just won't be around when you wake up in the morning. That’s yours to deal with.

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Oh shit, the munchies kicked in. Thankfully I have these two quesadillas chock full of leftover pork roast and a saucer full of salsa, spicy as fuck, stashed under my desk. Pardon me while I wreck this. Nom, The drunken 20 something

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Got side tracked watching gif porn on my phone. Didn’t even jerk off. Just looked @ it. Thank God for Tumblr. Thank whoever. Whatever.

Drunk 20s

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The only thing I can promise is that I am going to Be.

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A Small Rant of Breakfast.

Why are these rules set, girl? STupid little things like not sharing your lox. There’s plenty and the last went south. I’m generous and open with the vittles, please cook that chicken! all I ask is that you dont ask! The fridge and the pantry is a bounty! A Cornicopia, girl! open to all roomates, guests and roomates girlfriends. Come and be satisfied. The only rule is to Kill and Refill, but that just boils down to the golden rule. But, now my communal kitchen is marred and marked with sharpie and distrust, segregation and cold war. Written warnings on smoked fish and capers, the strawberry jam (you can dig in the Rasberry preserves, Wanna switch it up sometimes.)

I dont Understand. We gotta eat, we’re both cooks and you brought that from work. My Craving, my jones is being blocked, My breakfast sandwich is baited and dangled in my face. Soft black warning and fear of her wrath were I found out. Why the STRESS? Why the fear??

BITCH YOU DONT PAY RENT, or electric! We wont go tit for tat. I’m just trying to make a breakfast sandwich without fear. No stink eye for my indulgences, please. I just need a few pieces and it all comes back to you. I promise the world is good. I'm gonna go ahead and grab a few pieces of this smoked fish and let the capers roll out and we will all still be living. Peace and Love, The Drunken 20 Something

[withoutyourwalls]

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This is a Prayer.

Gimme something Odd. Something IRONIC. Tell me a story I’ve never Heard, that will scorch and have me grimmace, I want sex and make me laugh. The truth is irrelevant, like all of the right women stay with all of the right men. And then culture becomes cliche and curiosities arrouse our oddities, kinks and our desires… and we will be free to play free to mix and absorb. TO Become and to transition from moral criminals to the softest lovers. May it all just become right.

This is my Prayer. More than hope or some wish, this backed by what faith is left from the constant battering of reality. Stay curious of who and what will remain relevant and how we will mold future iterations and how we will blend the futures colors.

The Drunken 20 something

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Hat’s in the Race

I dont need to be told. I am America the Beautiful STONED on money and Rx, Cali Good and Southern Whiskey. I am stoned on skinny women and the color of their skin. I an Stoned on religion and sports teams and politics color dictates my allegance, MY ghetto. I am stoned on civil LIBERTIES and rallies, I am stoned on entitlement! FREE COFFEE BLACK PEOPLE WHITE WOMEN BIG MOTORS I have everything to fight against. So, ask me. What I am standing for? Vote for me. 2016. THe drunken 20 SOmething

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