What is women?
I am pig.
Your truth serum.
And she seemed so nice-ish.
Maybe I should just cut that shit off
And burrow in a shallow gravel.
The Ghey, the Hlight. Polish princess.
Buenas, be us.
Good. Luck. To. Youz.
-simply Bones, simple Bones.
One day I will die
And crumble to dust.
No one to whisper my name,
Recall the things I did.
There won’t be a memory.
It will be quiet blades of grass,
Lulling the wind to sleep.
And how nice the silence will be…
The eternal abyss.
And so why should there be a care?
We are just space dust,
Live to die,
It is your birthright.
B D Starling. Kisses from below.
A prescribed type of motion
In this ocean
Of feelings seems bizarre.
Winning doesn’t feel as good,
Unless you’ve lost more.
So don’t be a sucker.
Don’t cry at night.
This is a long, hard
Holy Bones summoning the spirits of implicit attraction and success. Bitch.
If we hated ourselves more
We probably would have died a long time ago…
Too bad there is a thing called self pity
Whilst taking a shit with the door open,
I pondered my existence in a microscopic fashion.
740,318,400 seconds scribbled on the back of a bank receipt.
But that’s not long enough to complete anything.
-Ian as Bones as Nothingness connotes
If the sky fell,
It would be because we were begin Lifted up,
Instiling value in the wrong places is treacherous
As grabbing a snake by it’s tail will only incur attention from the animals head.
Proceed with caution and precision upon this mountain path.
B. D. Starling
What does it mean to be a masterless man?
Pray to no god except your own.
Prey to no god except you own.
settling is weak.
the bigger fish simply swim
past the horizon.
-B. D. Starling