The eternal dishroom

I’ve been there before, I was there once, and I will be there always—sometimes in spirit, and sometimes just in mind. Usually, when you clean a bathroom, or a dish, or cigarette butts from the oven;;;;;;!!!you can find a certain music. It is usually Hank Williams Sr. 

I’ll never get out of this world (or this bar or this bathroom or this nightmare) alive.  

But that is usually just in my head—mostly everything stays there.
I am sad.
I am blue.
doo too be too.
I am happy.
I am free.
Zeeee deee beee beeee 

                *     *    

               /    /
             0    0
GGGGG u     u
            \ g e e \
             \ e y e \                                            
              \ d o n\
               | ttttttt |                                         
               | tttttt  |                                          !
               |t t t t t |                                        /
               \  T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T /
                 \k n o no no no no no no no n /
                   \O W O W O W O W O W O W/
                    |o|      |w|             |o|       |w| 
                   |O|     |W|             |O|       |W| 
                    |o|      |w|             |o|       |w| 
                    |o|      |w|             |o|       |w| 
                    |o|      |w|             |o|       |w|
                    UU      UU             UU       UU  

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Some paintings found a wall to hang on…………………………………………
 

Free tea

There is no excuse for my poor bee have your accept for my bad bee hay!

Sawwwwweeee ): (;

IT’s THAt time of year again:

Enter, the milky moon.

EXIT the dawning of the age.

Enter, LUNACY:

and remember 

Love the ones you do 

and fuck the ones you don’t
gently if you’re smart.
NOT AT ALL
if yer a smart assssssss$$$ 

 

“A man building everything on feeling is not terrible. His feelings are terrible. I do not like bad feelings, and therefore I will go and kiss my wife.”

-Nijinsky
 

TGI(not)F

My friday night involved a bottle of wine, 8 hours of sleep, and Woody Allen’s Manhattan carefully paraphrased into a term paper involving Kantian and otherian theories of art.
Coming soon on DVD and VHS:
Western Theories of Art,
Un Filme de Sara ZIlhahahaha
HAHA. 

"New York was his town

and it always would be. "

Hang me up and tide me over!

If I’m wasted
I’m wasted
If I’m not
I yum deeepwessssssed