Roses = red.
Violets = gore.
When I think of you,
I want to be a whore.
Sam’s my valentine.
Happy fuckin’ Valentine’s Day
Archive for February, 2006
Sam’s poem to me
February 14, 2006Contradictions, man……I don’t know……
February 14, 2006Poseurs! That’s what everyone is. Fuck it all. You wear the safety pins, you wear the beads, you wear the baggy pants. For what? So you can go out of your way to look like a rebel? I thought rebels didn’t give a shit. I thought rebels didn’t conform. I thought rebels weren’t supposed to [...]
