12/24 2009
My feelings about Adrian. I shook when I drew this. That’s how mad I was. Lol.
12/16 2009
Mad Libs
Radio Announcer: Thank you for tuning in today. We are here in Chicago to celebrate National Poetry Month. In just a moment, the nation’s poet laureate, Robert Pattinson, will read a poem about a penis. And here is Robert Pattinson.
Robert Pattinson: Thank you, everyone. This is a very big poem I wrote about a penis.
An Ode to a penis
The penis is as big as a Yurtle the Turtle.
It reminds me of small gasps fucking.
O, the penis. O, the penis!
What do sexy people think when they see you for the first time?
Perhaps they know there are happy days ahead.
O, the penis. O, the penis!
For some, you are hairy, but for others, you are red.
If we are eating, we pause when we think of you.
May you always tried.
O, the penis. O, the penis!
The end.
Radio Announcer: On behalf of the poets, thank you for poking.
12/02 2009
How Shakespeare Gets Into My Pants
2nd Murderer: A light, a light!
3rd Murderer: 'Tis he.
1st Murderer: Stand to't.
Banquo: It will be rain tonight.
1st Murderer: Let it come down.
[They set upon Banquo]
Kayla: Oh, it'll come down all right...
11/22 2009
Somehow, after seeing that movie, this man is the DEFINITION of SEX in my book.
11/20 2009
Idk why, but I just love this picture.
11/17 2009
It takes so much energy to talk to him
But when I can get it to be real, I learn a lot
He says he’s a kid, but he’s really an old man
And I love it
He makes no sense to others, but too much sense to me
He runs away from what I run toward, and it inspires me
I love him in ways I can’t understand
But he would run away from, as he runs from anything
The problem with running
Is that you’ll end up somewhere new without realizing
And when you can’t run any further, you’re all alone
With only your fears.
That’s when he’ll need someone,
and I pray that someone will be there
To hear his pain, his heart cry out
And soothe the running soul
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