Mad Poet Society

sins of the past
sins of the future
107 red snakes protrude from my skull
santa is riding my cock
but the easter bunny is a better fuck
it's not all in my head
and none of it's in yours
like red meat
i'll eat it in secret

tonight it's going to be dead in this city, but be rather active. people will be gone for the DMB and for N*cubus (or incu*SYNC, if you prefer). prom is tonight, so people will be there. the concert i was planning on going to (Trip Hazzard, go check them out right now, they fucking rule) got canceled, so now i'm concertless. i've been swallowing horror movies 2 a day for the last 3 days. i've got 2 more today and i don't expect to see you anyway. you didn't call yesterday (like you said you would) so you won't call tonight.

na-na na-na boo-boo. stick your head in doo-doo. take it out, start to pout, and that's why you're a poo-poo.