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i used to record songs in pro tools, around the time when i was 17-21...in multiple locations ranging from my mom's basement to allen williams' apartment bedroom. most this material i considered lost (there's probably a few hours), it's been on an IDE drive, in a pro tools format unused since mac os 9.1, i found this, titled 'jdm' because apparently after a while i got tired of having to title every single idea i was laying on a track.

i'd love to do something with this grimy, low-fi piece of shit right here, right now.

this is a poem celebrating the realization that
poems aren't going to change anything
and im still writing anyways
but that ain't gonna change this mean, crazy, fucked up and down world of shit and more shit
now, on the brighter side of the landscape
we have of course the prospect
that this poem will become an active member
of the curriculum of 8th grade english classes
and when the teacher says my name
everyone will smile real pretty
and say that i was a good guy
man i could change this world if these assholes gave me the chance
everything starts out small see, but i ain't gonna stay small
like if your reading this here piece of shit, now i'm making progress ain't i?
and even if you decide to wipe your ass with this work of art
man, im glad to be of service
that's why i'm here
look, the poet uses words like you use spit, or vasoline, or crisco
so i rub these words on a page and you slowly take them in
it's quite literally getting fucked by letters
the vowels and the smaller shafted consonants
are fairly easy to take even for the more tight-assed amongst you
while other bigger, wider, consonants
require in some cases, the use of drugs and poppers
feelin' it inside yet, eh?
this hot, wet, sloppy, slimy, scummy, suckable, poem
slipped into a prophylactic with a french tickler made of razorblades
being jammed up your asshole
and you stop fighting and you were almost enjoying it
until this madman decided to piss up your ass
and you began to taste it, and it came out your mouth
and then he started kissing you setting up a cycle to keep it flowing
forever and ever and ever and ever

the poet fucking the reader
the poet pissing in readers mouth
he gets more turned on
you get harder, and the scene gets wilder
for those still horny for more
the poet is rapist
looking to get into something will hurt you if necessary
so just cooperate and you'll be better off
i want you to look at this fucking poem
look at it
look at it again, real long, eh
now go ahead and relax and see how easy it is the second time
good, good,
i told you, im glad to be of service.
What can be done to promote tolerance and stop bullying in schools?

that's fucking dumb

if i wasn't bullied and beat up and had food thrown at me and shit on in school, i wouldn't be who i was today
this is latin
first single off his new album, which comes out june 22nd, but we all know it will leak before then


Recovery track 8 clicky clicky

What is the longest, uninterrupted stretch you've stayed offline (without mobile access either)? How soon did you suffer withdrawal pains? Did you find it liberating?

there is no offline only afk

omg rockstar status
What are the best and worst love songs of all time? Are there any that have special meaning to you (whether positive or negative)? Why?

fucking stupidest holiday in existence