09 February 2009

...but now you never show that to me, do ya?

Pants äratab. Mul ei ole asjad, riided&õpikud koos. Läbi pisarate panen riided selga, valan pliitseid käekotti, võtan vene keele mapi ja aknalaualt tühja vihiku. Asjad kogu päevaks. Nad teavad, et ma ei saa enam, aga keegi ei ütle terve autosõidu midagi. Ongi parem. Kaon auto pealt varem nahhet kui muidu - Paadi juurde. Helistan emale. Ta ei saa millestki aru. Nojah. Rumal must, et lootus veel alles on. Paat saadab kooli, läheb ise day-offi tegema. Olen kade. Koridoris saan ühe heaheahea pilgu, päeva jooksul sain neid veel. Vene keel. Saan ootamatult ühe huvitava paki. Aitäh.
Eesti keeled. Sain kirjandi ühe. Õnneks brasiillane mu kõrval aitab tundi heasti segada. Ta on nii hull inimene. Lõbus. Inglise keel. olen mõju all. Pole asju, Paati ega Kikut. Nõme tund. Ei meeldi üldse. Bioloogiad. Täiesti rahul. Vaatasime, kuidas üks pisike sünnib. The miracle of life... So beautiful! Nüüd arvan, et mu emal ei peaks minust vaid ükskõik olema, aga ta peaks mind vihkama. Keemia. Tore tund. Teen kaasa. Pärast tunde vaatame raamatukogus netis Andrese eksi. Huvitav. Lähen kütma. Teen asju. Ninast jookseb verd. Nii halb ja nii hea on olla. Tahan ka tööd, kus saab armulaua veini juua. Ahjaaa... XD

...a girl with caked up makeup.
In the sunshine, smoking
cigarettes to pass the time.
Who wakes up to a bottle of
wine
On the nightstand, bites and scratches the
blinds.

But i ain't found one quite right
yet.
So I step with pep to the park or supermarket
it.
Her apartment best be messy.
And Lisa don't
mind when i call her Leslie.

She's gotta dress
with class.
In Jean Paul Gautier and an Hermes bag.
And
4 inch tips made of ostrich.
Sharp enough to slit your
wrists, her lips spread gossip.
Won't say sorry when
she offends.
She comes over to my place in her old
man's Benz.
In gold and silver and jewels of all
colors.
And she doesn't take them off when we're
tearing up the covers.

Come on get it 'fore I
change my mind.
Come on kid don't waste my time.
So
rich, so pretty
The best piece of ass in this whole damn
city.
So rich, so pretty.

I like a girl who eats
and brings it up.
A sassy little frassy with
bulimia.
Her best friend's a plastic surgeon.
and
when her Beemers in the shop she rolls the Benz.
Manis and
Pedis on Sundays and Wednesdays
Money from mommy, lovely in
Versace.
Costly sprees it's on at Barneys.
And i
love to watch her go thru 50 G's calmly.

She gets
naughty with her pilate's body.
And thinks it's
really funny when her nose goes bloody.
Cuz the blows so
yummy and it keeps her tummy empty
And makes her act more
friendly.
Dance the night away.
And she won't say
nothing when she makes a man stray.

Come on get it
'fore I change my mind.
Come on kid don't waste my
time.
So rich, so pretty
The best piece of ass in this
whole damn city.

I've had you come before
Mickey.
Go get my purse Mickey
Lock the door
Mickey
You're just a midnight
snack
Shhh
Don't talk back.
You're just a
boy Mickey.
You're just a toy Mickey.
You're
just a boy Mickey.

Come on get it 'fore I change
my mind.
Come on kid don't waste my time.
So rich,
so pretty
The best piece of ass in this whole damn
city.
So rich, so pretty.
So rich, so pretty.
The
best piece of ass in this whole damn city.

Pants helistab. Poes näen imetoredaid kõrvaklappe, mida vajan. Ei saa. Vahet polegi?
Ema helistab. Iba. Ütleb, et lõpetab, et mind mitte ärritada. Urisen läbi hammaste vastu.
Koju. Saan netti. Issi hüüab üles midagi supi tegemise kohta. Ei reageeri. Pants tuleb siia ja küsib, mida issi hüüdis, nagu tal läheks seda täiega vaja. Räägin. Ta ei vasta kohe. Ütleb: "Aga miks sa suppi ei tee siis?" Lähen.

Kuigi see BaleOut'i värk oli juba paar päeva tagasi, ei saa ma sellest üle... Ta meeldib mulle nii väga. ...Christian Bale dropped the F-bomb 36 times during his nearly 4-minute verbal lashing...
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