If you were to ask “What’s he good at now, Matt?” I would tell you that there is one thing If you were to ask “Does it make him look fat?” I would say “Really? Just look at the thing.” For of all of the things we can do in this world He basically cares … More Sleepster
First of all, as a writer myself I should probably admit the fact that I might be slightly biased with what I’m about to say – so to be fair, I want to get that out there before going into this. That said, I feel the need to make the following statement: As far as … More Song Writers Deserve More Credit
Broseph Stalin, communist, said capitalism, no more Hipbropatamus in water and he’s swimming to the shore Winter clouds above and the bro began to pour She said to put this down so I’ll just bro it on the floor Shopping all in silence I must tipbro through the store I’ll bro through basic training when … More We’re All Just Bros
Petty? I shan’t think it’s so! I have this Monet, and Van Gogh Clearly, I appreciate The things the low class tends to hate! An eye for that which is so grand! Smaller brains won’t understand Yes, this is what I say to thee A peasant is but lesser me That means that I am … More Fury
Okay, dog, I love you bro But there are some things you must know So please don’t take this the wrong way They’re just some things I have to say Please stop yawning in my face Your breath is worse than cans of mace It’s so bad that I bet somehow One day you’ll singe … More Okay, Dog
I am not who I was before The man ‘twas me I so deplore He’s hanging, cuffed, and sins no more Locked deep behind my closet door In darkness he now dwells, alone His mem’ry cuts straight to the bone It weighs me down like rock and stone And hates that I’ve, at last, outgrown … More Within
Days of old I envy, much realer all these feelings were Now it seems it’s so fast-paced that every day and night’s a blur Heartfelt talks under the stars are now boxed into tiny screens And half the time when she’s not here I can’t tell what the message means Context comes when eyes … More Navigating
A lovey dame was so offended At this ball I just attended Because her partner had extended A most presumptuous invite Apart for almost that whole party She was angry he’d been tardy When leaving I had laughed so hard, she Made a fool of him tonight He ignored his lateness, tried to play nice … More Distressed Damsels Need No Knights
It’s weird for me to be telling this story. I just want to be upfront about that before we get too much further into this little journey you and I are about to go on. Sometimes I wonder why it’s so hard to talk about this stuff when I’m face to face with people, but … More The One: Entry 2
Can we be honest with ourselves for a moment? I want to talk about some things. Things like Facebook. Twitter. Instagram, perhaps. Hell, even Tinder…anything that lets people advertise who they are (or at least who they want to be) without having to concern themselves with the real world. Yeah, I know. It’s not easy … More The One: First Entry
How the World Should Work 