Friday, May 14, 2010

Marshall Mathers,

Have you ever heard of her?
That girl's a murderer.

Mamma Murder rode to town,
she got there on Sunday,
found some people living there--

Had 'em killed by Monday.

Mamma Murder, so called 'cuz she'll kill you
with her verbs.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

"I'm a recovering Catholic and I'm gay--compounded; I'm going to hell" - Orgo-One Port Authority
Never complain, never explain; don't air your dirty laundry in public.


A guy named Creeper burned a hole in his jeans, hanging with three girls--it's better than being alone and better than being clean.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

It's only fear that makes you run.

 Fight tomorrow what held you down today.

 Because the eye of the liar will make you burn in desire.

Fear not what you don't yet understand, because that scar will teach a lesson you'll never forget.

I mean, ignite the night if it's worth the light--see if the stove is on.

I'm trying to explain that I've been there before and I don't want to go back again. 

These demons believin' the worst part of me; it's blasphemy.

But, why worry--most things don't matter. 

Do it. 

~Ms. White 

(11:59 pm)

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Thinking back Pontiac

[my sister bought a Chevy]

*cold shoulder*
followed by a head tilt to 45 degrees
I'm looking left with a sly smile
and a glint in my eyes-
[I'm reminiscing!]- Jenna was a Pontiac! And looking back-- I'd give anything just to have my baby back. She was black-- that Pontiac-- black on black-- MAN, I WISH I HAD MY JENNA BACK-- and that's why I'll never EVER drive a chevy or ever drive a ford. I'd rather walk or bike until I can afford what my heart first fell in love with- --it was Mrs. Jones-- she's the one I first adored-- when she roared-- stop light street fight? The legend of Mrs. Jones still shines at night! What I'm saying is, "Mamma's! Don't Let Your Babies Grow up to Drive Chevy's!"

Tuesday, January 27, 2009



A technical term for a lot of water where it shouldn't be.