I’m a walking contradiction
I would rise to the heights only to fall
I am not brethren of good
But I hate evil
I live a loopy routine not so much life
Underneath, a bunch of things make me cry
I’m living a memory, an instruction, an ideality
I’m out of touch with reality
What could I say about life
Mere an accumulated experience till now
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In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin6 days ago in Humor
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love the style here. It's just so real and raw yet has this insane poetic touch to it. Well done.