i hope the world ends while i'm
still alive

you could do anything you wanted
because it
wouldn't matter

it would be the only moment in your life
that you're really
free

murder me in the newspaper with the wind

tackle me passiontly between
a rose bush and you

just kidding
who do you think i am, payton manning?
fuck payton manning and his wife

it is rumored that payton manning makes a cameo
in every commercial that has ever existed.
even as a child

what the fuck does
payton manning have to do with the way i love you?

why i'm not on instagram

my phone doesn't have internet so i can't

even if i did,

• i wouldn't because it would make me feel too vulnerable. knowing that potentially [three digit number] of followers know what i am looking at, what i am doing or where i am at one moment makes me feel incredibly overwhelmed and exposed
• i really do not need another social media thing that requires my constant attention. it is difficult to keep up with all the things i already have (twitter, facebook, blogger and tumblr). sometimes, with constant new chapbooks and collections of poetry being released by friends, it feels as if i'm 'staying behind' because i don't release anything new every week. i can't
• i just don't do things. i will not take pictures of a beautiful mountain that looks like it's from the 60's or a dreamy picture of what i am about to eat because i spend ~87% of my time in front of my computer, alone in my room. 
• it seems instigating, maybe i'm biased

i don't know

I'm not sure if I was nostalgic or feeling old about things I used to do on the internet and don't do anymore.

"Cybergrowth"

Like go on funnyjunk.com or miniclip.

"Cybernostalgia"

There is a generation of tweens who cannot understand evaluating/appreciating a relationship via MySpace top friends.

A person who went into a comma around 2k7 and just got out of it and logs into MySpace and is like "where did everybody go?"

I liked a girl once, and she liked me back but didn't want to be my girlfriend because she was only my 4th friend on my top friends. I'm pretty sure that was why.

But my headline and my song were about her so

I correlate Panic! at the Disco with MySpace

a person at the gym asked me
"what are you working on today?"

i thought i'd say
"my emotional stability"

but just "back and biceps"

i don't wanna be your friend request i just wanna be your lover

i want to watch bruce willis movies together on my bed
especially the fifth element
over and over again

always together and never quiet

i like to think of you cooking for me

you are the only top friend in the myspace profile of my heart

i had a dream where people put earbuds on as soon as they woke up
and instantly, their mp3 players would begin 'playing' an infinite loop of degrading, personal insults in a calm, authoritative voice
and everyone just left them on all day

it'd say things like:
"you are seriously the worst person i have ever met" or
"you're not good enough" or
"wow, your car really sucks" or
"you're broke" or
"wow, you are so fat and no one is probably ever going to like you"

commercials came up every once in a while

and people just walked around all day and did things while listening to it.