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my customers at work are all depresed

so did it last week, took the hair down for the season. didnt really want to but i enjoy not having frost bite on my ears and not having to walk around with hawk down. besides i really hated the blonde. i am not lancelot or priince valiant. but i didnt realize folks would actually give a shit. like we have this group of yoga guys come in every saturday mornin who actually had a debate over my hair. little creepy but haeart warming. i mean all i did was cut it in half, to get rid of the blonde,… Continue

Added by ducky on November 23, 2008 at 5:32pm — No Comments

to all the young queers out there

lesson number one, if he hasnt thrown the ex out after three years hes not going to. lesson two if he still lives with the ex, seperate rooms or not, hes still madly in love, and you will play second fiddle. three when he tells you they are going to try and work things out, pls dont go any where and calls you every day afterwards, you need to stop answering the phone cause if they were working things out he wouldnt have time to talk to you. lesson complete, hard learned but from chaos comes… Continue

Added by ducky on November 18, 2008 at 4:43pm — 3 Comments

ink the body kind

okay so you know when you are gonna do somthing and the guy whos gonna do it says good luck with that, you know your screwed. just got my chest tattooed and the artist was like its gonna hurt like hell good luck with that. he was right. shit the right side was alright but soon as he got over my heart i wanted to punch him in the face. no lol here seriously i wanted to punch him in the face or have him throw some salt into it or somthing. but its done and is healing fast, so just a warning when… Continue

Added by ducky on November 11, 2008 at 3:38pm — No Comments

getting the feet wet

thought id post a poem here that i haven't posted at gotpoetry.com hope folks enjoy. oh i spell things wrong so get used to it lol.



lovers



he put holes in his ears to hear the notes of zephyrs, follows the melody the winds melody down familiar cobblestone street onto beach front.



he paces the shore interpreting sand swirls and clustered shells, the language of waves. A scattering of shells reminds him of that night's constellations. he pulls a shell from mexico… Continue

Added by ducky on September 30, 2008 at 5:42pm — No Comments

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