Meh, suicide may as well be an advertising gimmick.
If they had nothin’ left to give then let ’em go. Besides, I don’t relish the thought of a world where opting out is no longer an option –here’s to freedom, kanpai Mark.
Meh, suicide may as well be an advertising gimmick.
If they had nothin’ left to give then let ’em go. Besides, I don’t relish the thought of a world where opting out is no longer an option –here’s to freedom, kanpai Mark.
I agree with Jhon. What is the point of saying something so cruel the day of somebody’s tragic death? Irony? Humor? Trying to be controversial? Trying to attract attention to your laughable poetry blog?
Reading it made me want to–hmm, how to put it?– I’ll use your lovely words. “I tell ya, I must of vomited out my heart” after reading your pretentious shite. “I never made-believe in the unreal world” that anyone would enjoy reading your fluff. I would rather “Betsy feedst us porridge, oatmeal, and vegetable stews,” than read your poetry. I would rather eat “dead chicken-manured flowerbeds.” But what use of simile! “I never seen her sorer, like she’s been through anal.” You are a treasure. Oh, and there’s more. “What bullshit, that first shot burned like shitting in a Mexican prison.” And brilliant use of repetition: “and since Dawn’s arrival her warmth is warm.” And what cheeky spelling! “smyling” And look at the formatting!
“and in one goodly strike
pierces the wood
as you would
a railroad tie.”
What daring art! And the fact that he makes fun of a tragedy the day it happens means that this Steven Pine is somebody to look out for! Such a controversial and brilliant artist in our midst.
I agree with Jhon. What is the point of saying something so cruel the day of somebody’s tragic death? Irony? Humor? Trying to be controversial? Trying to attract attention to your laughable poetry blog?
Reading it made me want to–hmm, how to put it?– I’ll use your lovely words. “I tell ya, I must of vomited out my heart” after reading your pretentious shite. “I never made-believe in the unreal world” that anyone would enjoy reading your fluff. I would rather “Betsy feedst us porridge, oatmeal, and vegetable stews,” than read your poetry. I would rather eat “dead chicken-manured flowerbeds.” But what use of simile! “I never seen her sorer, like she’s been through anal.” You are a treasure. Oh, and there’s more. “What bullshit, that first shot burned like shitting in a Mexican prison.” And brilliant use of repetition: “and since Dawn’s arrival her warmth is warm.” And what cheeky spelling! “smyling” And look at the formatting!
“and in one goodly strike
pierces the wood
as you would
a railroad tie.”
What daring art! And the fact that he makes fun of a tragedy the day it happens means that this Steven Pine is somebody to look out for! Such a controversial and brilliant artist in our midst.
ugh, this really makes me sad.
ugh, this really makes me sad.
well, this sucks
well, this sucks
good lord this sucks.
good lord this sucks.
fuck, that’s sad. talented guy
fuck, that’s sad. talented guy
hopefully the pain is gone, hors de combat…
hopefully the pain is gone, hors de combat…
rip
rip
Meh, suicide may as well be an advertising gimmick.
If they had nothin’ left to give then let ’em go. Besides, I don’t relish the thought of a world where opting out is no longer an option –here’s to freedom, kanpai Mark.
Meh, suicide may as well be an advertising gimmick.
If they had nothin’ left to give then let ’em go. Besides, I don’t relish the thought of a world where opting out is no longer an option –here’s to freedom, kanpai Mark.
I am so offended by you it has taken me two hours to put it into words. You got nothing. Go F yourself.
I am so offended by you it has taken me two hours to put it into words. You got nothing. Go F yourself.
yeah, this is a bummer. i liked his shit a lot.
yeah, this is a bummer. i liked his shit a lot.
I agree with Jhon. What is the point of saying something so cruel the day of somebody’s tragic death? Irony? Humor? Trying to be controversial? Trying to attract attention to your laughable poetry blog?
Reading it made me want to–hmm, how to put it?– I’ll use your lovely words. “I tell ya, I must of vomited out my heart” after reading your pretentious shite. “I never made-believe in the unreal world” that anyone would enjoy reading your fluff. I would rather “Betsy feedst us porridge, oatmeal, and vegetable stews,” than read your poetry. I would rather eat “dead chicken-manured flowerbeds.” But what use of simile! “I never seen her sorer, like she’s been through anal.” You are a treasure. Oh, and there’s more. “What bullshit, that first shot burned like shitting in a Mexican prison.” And brilliant use of repetition: “and since Dawn’s arrival her warmth is warm.” And what cheeky spelling! “smyling” And look at the formatting!
“and in one goodly strike
pierces the wood
as you would
a railroad tie.”
What daring art! And the fact that he makes fun of a tragedy the day it happens means that this Steven Pine is somebody to look out for! Such a controversial and brilliant artist in our midst.
I agree with Jhon. What is the point of saying something so cruel the day of somebody’s tragic death? Irony? Humor? Trying to be controversial? Trying to attract attention to your laughable poetry blog?
Reading it made me want to–hmm, how to put it?– I’ll use your lovely words. “I tell ya, I must of vomited out my heart” after reading your pretentious shite. “I never made-believe in the unreal world” that anyone would enjoy reading your fluff. I would rather “Betsy feedst us porridge, oatmeal, and vegetable stews,” than read your poetry. I would rather eat “dead chicken-manured flowerbeds.” But what use of simile! “I never seen her sorer, like she’s been through anal.” You are a treasure. Oh, and there’s more. “What bullshit, that first shot burned like shitting in a Mexican prison.” And brilliant use of repetition: “and since Dawn’s arrival her warmth is warm.” And what cheeky spelling! “smyling” And look at the formatting!
“and in one goodly strike
pierces the wood
as you would
a railroad tie.”
What daring art! And the fact that he makes fun of a tragedy the day it happens means that this Steven Pine is somebody to look out for! Such a controversial and brilliant artist in our midst.