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I passed a pill bug that was stuck on its back, and without thinking, I bent over and flipped him. If it could talk, it would have probably thanked me, but I felt really good about it anyway. That’s why I think I should be the next president of the United States.

The name's Tim. Nice to meet you, maybe.

I play guitar, sing silly songs, write stuff, draw shitty pictures and make people on the Internet mad on a professional level. I drink a lot of tea and write letters to pen pals. I also think about death a lot.

30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 3

“Find the nearest book (of any kind). Turn to page 8. Use the first ten full words on the page in a poem. You may use them in any order, anywhere in the poem.”

Okay, nearest book…

OH GOD CALCULUS

“Zeno was arguing that it doesn’t make sense to add…”

As much as I did try,
And try my hardest I did,
It seems that my logic
Doesn’t get through to this kid.

So dense was his brain
And arguing didn’t help.
Why on Earth would we make
A birthday cake out of kelp?

Common sense would clearly show
That sugar and flour were right to add,
But Zeno was set on this recipe,
And I just didn’t want him to be sad. 

30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 2

Whoops. Didn’t do it yesterday.

Who was the last person you texted? Write a five line poem to that person.”

Cassie.

It’s strange: What we could have is special.
A love that will change the mindset of the masses.
Unfortunately, it would seem that it would never be
Only because you seem to be attracted to candy-asses.

Can I still touch your boobs?