"let's move", a poem
Mar. 6th, 2006 02:15 pmI'm sick of Kansas. Tired of Kansas weather. Fucking annoyed with goddamned college students and pissed off at everything.
Fuck MySpace. Fuck you and your know-it-all attitude. Fuck your trust fund and fuck your parents for humping.
Fuck Facebook. Fuck pants with words on the ass. Fuck your non-conformist conformity and fuck your sense of entitlement.
Fuck YOU for asking us not to play Radiohead because they're "too mainstream" and fuck all of you for thinking I'm your shitty ipod playlists.
Fuck Muck Fizzou,
fuck knitted beanies with visors,
fuck technology
and fuck shitty retail jobs.
Fuck MySpace. Fuck you and your know-it-all attitude. Fuck your trust fund and fuck your parents for humping.
Fuck Facebook. Fuck pants with words on the ass. Fuck your non-conformist conformity and fuck your sense of entitlement.
Fuck YOU for asking us not to play Radiohead because they're "too mainstream" and fuck all of you for thinking I'm your shitty ipod playlists.
Fuck Muck Fizzou,
fuck knitted beanies with visors,
fuck technology
and fuck shitty retail jobs.
Oh internet
Date: 2006-03-06 11:03 pm (UTC)Re: Oh internet
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Date: 2006-03-09 08:51 pm (UTC)Re: Oh internet
Date: 2006-03-09 07:00 pm (UTC)look up JillE37@ku.edu
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Date: 2006-03-07 02:03 am (UTC)*snap snap snap*
Be sure and email me. I have no issues sending my painting moolah in advance so that it may be used for the trip.
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Date: 2006-03-09 05:50 pm (UTC)so....
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