Rob

All we need is Love

"I put this on your wall and realized that was not personal enough

Rob, I love you man. You will always be my friend. Just thought I would remind you.

Is what I said.

<3

Naimul"

That made my entire night/day/twodays/week/fortnight/month. If only people expressed friend love more often the world would have less depression and suicides. I really wish that I wasn't such an asshole sometimes, but when I typed that last sentence I thought about having a comma instead of a period and writing "though suicide is a good way of population control." I apologize because that isn't the point, but I laughed so I had to type it.

Anyway, thank you Naimul, I love you and everyone who reads this, more then likely, but I will love you more if you comment, duh.

I went to my first writing group meeting the other day, but it was more of a poetry reading/drunk fest. I read two of the poems that I have up on an earlier blog, but I made one up one 5 minutes before I left using Shawn Kemp, OJ simpson, RyanFyfe, Weezer and the Deftones as inspiration. It got a bigger applause then the well written ones...from women.

So I was having sex the other day
And I couldn't maintain my speed
Sparkle shine eyes disguised her
Enormous Ocean of orgasmic release

So I was having sex the other day
Drenched in her fluids, cock like a wet reed
She blew a tune, the melody began to slur
When I let blow on her favorite fleece

So I was having sex the other day
It was great, we was high on weed
She let me slip and slide around the fur
We accidentally did it in front of her niece

Then that chick got pregnant and I thought about leaving town forever
But I didn't want to move my shit down 3 flights of stairs, so her head I severer

I know, I always ruin the moment, but at least I am never an unnecessary buzz kill.

Love, Rob

Posted by rob at February 13, 2008 3:19 AM