October 2011
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Anonymous asked: muahaha an old friend. I had tried to send you a picture of something you had given me a long time ago just to show you I still had it.
Anonymous asked: Brooks. you make me mad! Did you not get my picture URL? :(
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I swear to god I have a mini drill Sargent in my head that tears me a new one whenever I fuck up.
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Well,
It’s been another weekend of eventful, productive, procrastination. But as I’m sure my GPA slowly and ever so slightly declines, I learn how to live with myself. With less alcohol and cigarettes than I’ve been accustomed to as of late due to some lacking finances.
But I’ll always have cash for my caffeine addiction.
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Boys have needs. Men have preferences.
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Don't
Fight the urges you feel. They feel too good.
formalitycomplex:
I taste like coffee and Parliments.
Me too! Except I taste like camels, the cigarette… not the animal.
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Some have blood running through their veins. Me, I...
I got all caught up in the past
Afraid that we might not last
I was so terrified
I finally cried
I found a way to let go of my pride
And be the man I was inside
You took my hand and showed me the way
You make live worth living everyday
The truth is that I’m scared
Because I could never have prepared
For anything like this
For this type of bliss
I love you so much that it hurts
And I’m going to...
theocean-deliveredme asked: sometimes i forget tumblr exists ..
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It would appear
that women like gentlemen again. I’m bringin’ it back.
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The Psalm of an Atheist
As I walk through the cavern in the depth of my soul
I fear no shadows, for they are mine own.
My steps are silent and my breathing steady
The damp darkness is terribly heavy.
I fled from this place for many a day
Hoping my evils might go away.
But they are a part of me now and I have no regret
Because I am one with mine own dark secrets.
masterglass asked: I am most certainly in love. But she is set on the fact that we are friends. A classic problem, but I'm interested to hear what you have to say. What should I do?
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My dry, cracked, skin splits
As a crooked smile stretches across my cheeks
My teeth are stained with nicotine and coffee
Black ink runs down my face in the form of blood and tears
Using my fingertip like a paintbrush I write these words
This ash tray day is a flowerpot
My love is a fertilizer
Hope is a seed tucked in between smoldering filters
Whiskey is the water that will make this...
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nooceans asked: brooks, i think you should do more non-rhyming poetry, i really like the recent one you posted.
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The River
Let my heart flow forth like a river
Teeming with fire and ash
my blood spills onto this world
it is paint on a canvas
it is pain I can’t mask
It scorches the landscapes
leaving behind an inky stain
My words become part of this world
My poetry is pain etched into the mountain tops
swelling in the valleys
from sea to shining sea
