Ruralurbanwitness’s Blog

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Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on August 16, 2011

Because I am such a wonderful person, I will attempt to update this piece among so many other pieces of crap daily.

Or weekly.

Maybe Bi-centennially.

Or not.

Anyway.

Bye.

When WordPress tries to be hip, and funky, and fresh, and…kool.

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on August 16, 2011

Groovy?

Seriously?

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaack.

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on August 16, 2011

For now.

Anyone miss me?

Anyone?

Hello?

fire ice no coke

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on July 5, 2011

can’t get near

can’t stay away

can’t stay awake

like candle covered in ice

drips, drips, going out

have to stop the melting

if i touch it it will

if i watch it it will

 

hrmrrmrmrrpmrpjgyhrpmrpmrhgprmg

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on June 15, 2011

OKay. I discovered I can’t write with people I know near me.

This sucks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m gonna try and ignore everything, but i’m not sure if it’ll work.

Screw it.

I’m not even going to bother writing a title. Oh.

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on June 7, 2011

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Hamlet.

picka picka

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on March 4, 2011

picka

guitar up when you wanna play the drums

picka

piece of plastic when you know that it don’t matter

picka

hamburger

picka

breakfrast

picka

choice

picka

me.

wageffigyu

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on March 4, 2011

poor get rich get richer get poorer

complain about the uneven grounds in your cup when

enjoy the extra pinch of salt, it’s on me because

people in japan are living of noodles

the streets are paved with tvs

in japan

turn your nose up you’ve got something better

pinch your nose and swallow it gets easier after a while

sleep through class on your seat

sit through class when you should be working

laugh at lousy t shirts and call them squatter

squat on dirty streets for the chance to steal a sweater

im wanna be a belyuneir so f

cry with joy with the 50 peso bill you find on the street

deliberately throw half your lunch down the canal so you’ll feel thinner

kneel down to scoop up the remains of somebody else’s supper.

poor get rich get poorer get richer

 

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Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on March 4, 2011

baggage 210

210 beer rice and cheese.

B/

roger exitation

noting nothing something ____

i == 1

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Posted in Uncategorized by ruralurbanwitness on March 4, 2011

Again, go against the flow.

stand out in a crowd of toppled chairs.

Join the revoltion with no empire to fight

Join the hip young and fresh

The newly graduated

Go join us.

Join us.

Gastropub and psychedelic.

LOL jk and trololol

tumblng down the stairs don’tstop me

this is what i want to be.

.maertsniaM

Go against the flow.

Everybody’s doing it.

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