May 25, 2011

don't feed the fucking DEER they EAT WEED

dear boom boom boom diary,

romance is in the air again. i am up now. burn some of the candles. the birds are chirping, prolly warning the other birds, "get your umbrellas." the lightning is here now too- i just saw it. i really dont care what it does today. i have no plans. i never have any plans. i quit making plans. my plan is to never make plans again. the angry sky is almost above me. it wont be long now. i am not scared like becky is. poor becky. i'll hold her tight- it does nothing for her fright. i love the rainy mornings. i love the smell. i love it when it is supposed to be bright outside and it's dark as hell. i love to see the front line- move across a field. i love to see the corn bend and sway, as if it's trying to yield. rain makes everything new again and it washes away the birdshit- it helps all the marijuana to flourish outside in the woods and hopefully the deer will stay away from it. you know i fucking hate them deer and we have so many- we really need to do something about this. has anyone noticed our growing deer population? wtf is up with that shit? and why do PEOPLE FEED THEM?