We are rare, We feel everything, Loss is more significant to us, When we are lied about we bleed internally, We do what we love, When we can, We should not be trifold with, When we are pleased, Knly then are we at peace.
Author Archives: Val Whitewolf
Tearing apart my windows too!
You want demolition get cats, Not one,not two, Not six, More, More wash, More screaming, More demolition, Losds more duck tape! Loads more,
On the rag
Meaning change, Years ago , on the rag meant Time of month, Period!
Weather people dead on the money today,
Its raining, Gentle rain, Love the smell of rain, Rain in the fall, Its eight forty-one seem late, Haven’t gone to shut or tutn off or get my ham after I defrost it, Not.w cats are sputtertering!
Totally understand Nana now!
Mom’s mom, Used Runners every place, Black ones on steps, Clear ones just.everywhere, And on her lovely furniture, I often thought does Nana wver remove.it.to enjoy her lively velvet chairs! Now I.know that clean is. V est, Beats the shit out.of not covered, And.clean!
Pitch black
Eight o eight, But I betcha stupid daylight savings will continue until November, Even knowing that farmers most are out of their fields, Its sixty-six now will fall to fifty-seven in northern Iowa, One hundred percent chance of rain tonight, Going to xlose a window, And.shut off a fan My.Walmart crappy ass light no longerContinue reading “Pitch black”
Mayfield
Tossed good game, They need to give the boy longer contract, I saw last fifteen minutes! They were good!
Had to wash clothes with
Comet! No emotion yo pissed!
No games I wanted to watch 4 me
Got shit on floor and conterop, Nearly fell again , God to many ass fucking.flies, My kittens are full of fleas, I’m wornming everyone, I need to be two people , Nice day out! No one cares, Hate cardboard, When never bring in a.hirny male xard who shits,pees and majes as many kiutens as possible!
Things I loath
No money for me, No money for bar soap, Laundry soap, Gas, To drive to Wisconsin, To buy a bag of chocolate, I have two pairs of shorts, Socks, One pair of pants, No money, Loath my skin ripping, Blood dripping down my leg, No where to walk in socks, When others go somewhere thereContinue reading “Things I loath”
Val Whitewolf 