Lost Love Lust

Tags: rum

• .ʞunɹd

  So Rum’s a pirate’s drink!? She picked up her mug and headbanged to the delighted tune of Irish rock.  ”She’s quite the feisty one.” Spin, Twirl, Curl!? She raised her glass, and poured till the bottom hit the floor. “Must be her childhood at fault.” Who says rules need be followed!? She felt her feet [...]

• 11:11.

  Mister Lover Man, you have a package. Cheese is yellow, and pears are green. Life is dandy, and you’re a pansy. Carry a box, find me a fox. Lovely money, and funny tummy. Bake it, Make it, Fake it. Yum, Rum, Gum. Room, Groom, Boom.

• baby pain.

  The coffee steams intricate patterns into the air flowing designs. Encountering easy access exits, plans beset their origins and wanderous craftery is settled comfortably in the main area of the right cortex. Looking into the eyes of the clerk, her thoughts speak: “I can see your blood splattered all over the wall behind you. Perhaps even your fingers set [...]