Stupid
Meta Sad-Sigh
Every time I write a Sad-Sigh, I have to IM Grace to see if she’s seen it. Because I am just that insecure about myself.
sad pepper
Beautiful spam poetry
“Eva Longoria Fake”
Would, never committed suicide hard could.
Case youre week hasnt so.
Play skank card weve hadnear nipple.
Fake happy face ads your ad!
Find here it for youlaquo home, bottomless. Daughter dumped rap husband young fears.
Friday december seems be! Switch parent mia honey marriage director.
Touching after, jumpdamn love her more every day glad.
An album duets called, whole.
Evilbeet [...]
Oxymoron
Something about wrist braces and gang signs doesn’t quite work out. Nevertheless, I present my thug appeal:
Crazy Pills Redux
Yeah I know it’s cheating; posting an old myspace blog on sadsigh. But I haven’t posted a dern thing on here since it’s inception so I figure- post something now, get used to the idea, and eventually start posting new sorrowful soughs. (Oh yeah- that opening poem’s not mine but I forgot whose it is. [...]