baby

we had a good day you and i,
getting lunch,
and using the swings to fly

Barbie And Ken 101

My friend Patrick read this poem today in class:

sometimes I feel like I'm sittin' in the back row of Barbie and Ken 101
a class we are all in, but never seem to learn from
some general ed requirement for
students of American culture
age that convinces even the brightest
of young women that sex is survival of the thinnest
and I'm sick of this education that doesn't serve our best interests
my teacher has no face
she is every Revelon model women have ever chased
her lectures come through magazines in beauty shops & add campaigns,
shit
just turn on your tv
this just in, a skewed perspective for todays youth y'al ladies aint thin enough, fellas aint trim
enough, wanna be sexy?
y'all don't go to the gym enough, cut to commercial, common just come tune
in to our maintenance team, convince you're ugly then tell you how to fix it with maybeline
perpetually started by these dolls marketed in the late 50's named
Barbie and Ken
hence the
class I'm in
are you following?
shit didn't end
they keep moldin' Barbie to fit new trends
next maybe they'll have club hoppin' Barbie
with thongs as accessories
video hoe Barbie
abusive boyfriend sold separately
underaged Barbie
Cobey Bryant included
or 9/11 victim Barbie
and Ken is proud to get recruited
problem is all these teachings are womans decay
and I'm startin' to worry cuz my girl is up front and she's getting an A
this is where I start getting pissed off ok
when the f**k did it become all about
tuckin' in the gutt I gotta get the bigger breast
shit I wanna fit a little better in a dress
so let me get a little skinny gotta fit into an itty bitty
size slimmer so I livin up the chest
please
teacher teacher I wanna give my oral presentation
cuz I have a problem with the class, and matter of fact, I have, a fat ass grudge with the
whole administration
you're the reason my girl won't eat in front of me in restaurants
the reason that she thinks she's overweight in over ten spots
less gut less pudge less lunch less real, more looks more love more Barbie
appeal?
f**k Barbie and Ken
my future daughter will never play with them
you're the reason bleedin' 15 year old girls arms are slit
you made 12 year olds think skinny was a compliment
and now it's too late
i can't write my way through this bathroom door
so I raise my hand in class cuz I can't stand it any more
teacher teacher your lectures all backwards
you got mothers and daughters forgetting what matters
cause above tits, ass, lips, legs, and uggs
the most attractive women are the ones who don't give a f**k
so screw your teachings your lessons and plans
you skewed sick distant relative of the man
your plan for brainwashin' my baby I reject
i'm walkin' out of this class, and I will proudly take, my F.

-Rafael Casal

most of these are about you and you probably don't even spend a single minute of the day to read what i have to say.
it probably doesn't even come up in your mind.
it's sad.
i don't want to be here, at your house, waiting for you.
i want to leave, i don't want to see messages anymore.
i really just want to leave your house to somewhere i know i won't get hurt.

i hate you.
i love you.
i fucking hate you.

i really just want to leave your house.

you know,

I’ve been so high
I’ve been so down
up to the skies
Down to the ground

I was so blind
I could not see
Your paradise
Is not for me

Encore une fois
Je suis cassée

i want more than anything for you to be happy
and, what i want for myself is to be happy
i want more than anything for us to be happy together.

"all i want is you to know that you have me no matter what
and that i love you."
April 11, 12:15 pm

i think this is what love is, i'm almost sure.

You need to know.

You spend your time you spend my life stuck in your room
I take it hard because I tried to get you out to
To have a stroll, to have a talk
About your world, about the laws
That keep you stuck, that keep you lost
I know it's hard for you to change
Before we part our separate ways
You need to know, I understand you.

-The Dodos

p/s

you can be such a fucking asshole, with no consideration for anyone but yourself, it's always you you you, and never what you can do for the world, or your friends. you are so stupid i wish people could just see right through you so things would be easier. no thought or care for me.
which is weird because you DO seem to talk alot. actions speak louder than words buddy,
just throwing that out there.

the fearsome foursome, what a number.

it seems like we only sing one song,
just the four of us but it doesn't really matter.
we don't need to prove or feel accepted,
we just feel loved, and see the love coming off of each other
it's a big bright vibrant light.
sneaking looks and glances,
we catch each other's eyes and never forget to smile
it just comes subconsciously because
it is just so true and real, no fake just love
love for the fearsome foursome.

..."come with me, my love, to the sea, the sea of love. i want to tell you, how much, i love you..."

is anyone listening to me?

no one is listening to me.

erotic, erotic

put
your
hands
all
over
my
body.
erotic, erotic
put
your
hands
all
over
my
body.