Yo Romeo! Wrong Juliet. Written by: Ash Wednesday Fuck you and your Gemini ♊ Moon I am so over these games and you Fuck you and what you made me do Making permanent marks on my heart like a tattoo Blacked out my head and heart X crossed my eyes It would take 1000 takes and tries And a few past lifetimes to get things "right" Bro wrong fucking Juliet You fucked it up big time, and now you're in your regrets I am so indebted to my pet For comforting me on all those nights where you live rent free in my head Dude wrong fucking Juliet I am dying to take you with me About to sell my fucking soul and independence For a working car, but it's a Honda. My guy, what is with this sentiment You lack all subscriptions to loyalty I think the world of you but you're the reason we're in this distressed mess. It's really lonely when you need to work on yourself
I relationship alone, is what you need I don't think you could stand it Get tested for your sexual transmissional demons They're demonstration for the hell of it Straight out of the god damn prescription bottle Aye yo Romeo wrong Juliet You got to be the weirdest mother fucker I've ever met Ash Wednesday
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BLWTF: That One Time I Got Asphyxiated On B.L.T.s Written By: Ash Wednesday Happy Wednesday! This past summer at the tender age of 31 I, Ash Wednesday discovered B.L.T.s and over the course of about a fortnight, they just got increasingly more ridiculous- ( because well it's me) but still maintaining their bacon integrity. I am trying to recall but I am pretty sure half way through week one I got some gnarly heart palpitations and maybe I should cool it on the BLTs though. But it was brief. Every lunch at this one cafe that I worked at I added at first an egg, because why not it's always breakfast when you wake up at 4am and serve the general public jumping bean juice. And then an egg and avocado, which cost extra but I never paid my tab so I was like fuck it load me up I want to fork and knife this sandwich and have it all fall apart. Very messy do not recommend either the egg or avocado both created some structural fopa to this B.L.T and kinda made it a bit of a B.L.W.T.F are you doing Ash??!!!!! This is becoming a kitchen nighttime escapade. Maybe you need to lay off your pen on your smoke break. The chef definitely knew. I think that the most outlandish and this sandwich had just about every ingredient offered slapped between two pieces of rye they were/ are as follows cause I kinda wanna recreate this one at home: Pesto Mayo, THE B, THE L, THE T, THE AVOCADO, and THE SALMON! It is a great big clusterfuck, yes I had to unhinge my jaw to eat it, it did require to be forked and knifed to bits, I was late coming back from break, and just like when I was little at the dinner table I chewed so much I forgot how to swallow. Insert a tasteful and tactical joke. Short story: bacon is amazing, I added it to pasta the other night for dinner and maybe half the bacon I cooked ended up in the dish. The other I consumed while cooking and became snacking bacon. I know I am about a decade late on the bacon trend, but I think I have been finally pegged. I get it: salty, faty, acid goes on and with anything solid or in a jam, it's great it's gonna kill me but it's great. I am actually gonna probably make it for dinner when I get home tonight. Catch Ya Later!
Ash Wednesday Warmth Written by Ash Wednesday "We don't talk anymore..." But I drunk texted you two Wednesdays ago You'll set yourself on fire Just so he can keep warm The coldness I've read and received Does nothing to put my mind at ease I miss you fuck'in terribly But you never showed you gave a shit about me Warmth was never something I've received Just read about and witnessed in books and movies But pass me the matchsticks And I'll start something real quick And you can have the very last of my nerves And let's light this all on fucking fire What a destructive force we can be For all that quiet energy we carry separately I hope someone somewhere is enjoying the fire that I have invoked I hope you're treating them better than you treat yourself But I come from a pessimistic and doubtful upbringing such as yourself Hack me to pieces extract all of my dopamine Sipping tirelessly at anything containing trace amounts of caffeine I am tired of mirroring a mirror Its weirdly reflective and I am tired of cycling Pending processed nothing's happening just left on read and idling. I am pretty sure I've done this before but it wasn't like this. Would you like to set yourself on fire for a bit Just to feel a little bit Tried to build up a resistance to you But my body is burning the fuck up. Why didn't you say all that out loud You could have just saved myself the trouble and called. - AW
Suds City Written by Ash Wednesday (in a laundry mat between loads) I am just a Starseed in a laundry mat. Ass glued to a plastic chair Book in hand, sit and spin cycle Inconsistent incognito rat. ( Baseball Cap rocking sunglass sporting) The florescents are unforgiving Its 2 A.M and I know you're still awake Because we are tethered forever Hit up my phone cause I am down for whatever Deep diving for that dopamine (fix) Chasing someone or something always made sense to me ( knock it out and off my list) Seeking approval from the most "important" Bottom of the barrels Definitely undeveloped and undecided Flat and flashy- fake salty and pastry Soapy waters a classic karmic cycle Forever looping in the florescent hell hole. If I keep staring at this machine I am gonna lose my mind and lunch Microcosmic waterboarding full disclosure this is better then a day at Disneyland Dissatisfied dissociation up the laundry detergent Trusting my delusions as they spin on high Rolling the credits to all my alternative what ifs In my last life I think I had a better handle on it all. I am just trying to figure it out This Human Condition And what's it is all about Reading up trying to find the answers, like addition. Waiting for the collective consciousness to kick in This retrograde round about kinda way Spiraling linear I am dizzy just thinking Shaking and saying "This is just apart of the journey". Brillo pads scattered the floor, People stop and stare Getting used to the side eyes for sure This town is quiaint but kinda odd Not quite Twin Peaks aesthetic
But my asthma seems to think different The mold soaked clothing Laid abandoned and drying The non playable people smiling Hi! Welcome! We're happy you're hear Take a number and single serving washer Soak it up all these unwanted feelings unbothered A.W. Written By: Ash Wednesday If the world was ending, you would come over right? We could keep it casual- Order in maybe a movie or two like we used to If that is alright. Since the world is ending, how about Thai? I am gonna get shrimp, because fuck it. Let's go out with a soft bang Because I have been screaming inside my head my whole life. And dude, I am tired. I am tired of masking, of withholding my joy all those late nights thoughts and feelings I just want to go "home" Off this planet if only for just a moment Then respond and be born again right back to it. Grind, depression, little lost lambs Whatever this it is I am trying to still discover But if the world was suddenly on fire would you be down to share one last cigarette and a brief chat it doesn't have to be anything crazy I would settle for a "Hi, how are you- Cause nothing these days phases me. War seems imminent, It's too expensive to live At least when I am dead and gone it costs me next to nothing to sin. I am always looking for something else,
something exciting and new. I am hoping that this time it's all different Another environment, but hopefully I get to find you. Before your brain or husk or jellyfied noodle goo solidifies I hope that its not to late this next timeline I seem to keep fucking this all up repeatedly and it keeps costing me some lifetimes So back to my original question If the world was ending could I count you to be a guest star on my couch one last time we can order something whatever you want I just want you by my side when things go to shit and the world restarts. - AW Narcster Written by Ash Wednesday I am tired of playing house where it's not my home Cycling through karmic patterns I am looking to burn Always a fan of coloring But your color are starting to show through That fake phoney narcissistic temper tantrums. Ive done way to much work to entertain this, going ghost like Danny Phantom. This shit was cute and all when I was little I literally looked up to you But now that I am taller I've gotten more vocal and stronger. I could ghost you forever And feel nothing but better A sigh of relief A breath without assistance I have begged you for years to give a shit about me I am sorry I was the one that finally graduated with your supposed degree. But I am 30+ and you dont know the first thing about me You spat insults at me when we go out in public and you feel like I get too much attention. But I'll tell you this, people would approach you more too if you actually believed in things like the middle class, treating wait staff like a human being, and things like inflation. I am sure one day youll get it And hopefully by that time You will stop blaming me for ruining your life. You're not a kid anymore, we are both adults Its time to stop holding a grudge I tell you every year I wish you never had me. Life is unbearable and i blame you 100% You selfishly thought you could be a parent But your brain wasn't even fully developed yet. You couldn't leagally drink at your wedding
Then had me shortly after. I am so glad I broke your families generational curse. I am planning to die alone with my cat I am just a little spicy spinster. Congratulations you did it parent of the year I would turn in my grave if I ever got an "I am proud of you." I am so used to being left That I just keep on moving and don't give it a second though Too much time to get a new hold of myself I am not sure what is what Its a sobering feeling being removed from your head I am so sick of allowing the wrong people that need therapy, an awaking, and are on the rebound mend. - Ash Wednesday Casting Call Written by Ash Wednesday Casting in a shared shadow That I have been there once before Written down upon the walls Catching up to me before I fall. Let's go honestly And let out a silent collective Siren 🚨 Scream Blown away past the heartache I am going to be the one who was forever "The right girl, but the wrong timing." But with time to me just a construct It is something to be manipulated Come on backwards to me Let's all silently calmly be. Check the mental gymnastics for the day I am just looking to relax and play Maybe steal your heart for a minute Definitely take a T shirt or two Cozy myself inside the 4 chambers of your heart It was like I was there from the start Pull me close to you Meshed insides no longer just two. I am so sorry for not speaking up about how I felt and feel about you It's been a while since I heard your voice but I replay your voicemails and fall apart inside ( and wonder how the ever loving fugucccck you knew my given government name) Just wanted to make sure you knew I think the whole world of you What fabricated time did you want to meet up in the ethos? The cosmos? A multitude of multiverses. I'll be there for you in every timeline
Ash Wednesday Sun Room Written by Ash Wednesday Lately this lack of sleep has still manage to make me feel wide a WAKE. Feeling like I have been barely present But I am busy exploring new TERRAIN You would like this place I think The BACKYARD itself is most impressive I am just really ironically allergic to grass. The sun always hits my bedroom at 5:30 am I can come by tomorrow night Banking its way around the house I don't think I have ever been tanner Thats the other thing too, I think you both would love to meet Banner I miss falling asleep in the summertime In your side sun room. Getting obliterated numbing out into oblivion awfully. And I wanted to thank you personally For all the depression you have deposited On to me My body needed the rest Because if i stop ans relax I turn into a travisty. I needed to take your constant criticism and jadedness. To be molded and formed into what I am about to be. You may think I am fine nothing bothering me But I'll never open up again to you like I did again No more vulnerability and nakedness. Let me know if you ever want to take a nap
In your sunroom Let the light play actoss our skin As our coffees get cold together Ignoring any signs of the world Just wanted to fall asleep next to you. - Ash Wednesday Consensual Choking Written by Ash Wednesday I cut all of my plastic six-pack rings at work and home, because I believe in consensual choking. It takes me everything and anything not to grab their neck when our lips are touching. They are not you. They won't play with me like you do. The conversations are a bit stale and sometimes boring. I am checking in and out more and more of reality. You're like a cavity I just can't stop tounging. Too much and rich for me But you are a broken shell of a human being. I wish you spoiled me with loyalty Instead of whatever the fuck game you were attempting at playing. I just want someone to play chess with. I think you would have been the perfect opponent. But then again I am the queen of playing myself. Trapped in a room with you was like being alone with a shattered mirror. Just look at yourself. We are both Fragile dealing with the repercussions of your 7 years of bad luck. We are both afraid. We are both scared. We are both broken. And abused. And absolutely now I am 100% sure you and I have the same mentality. Baby we are boarding on the lines of reality- so I'll ask you one last time fuckin stop spying on me from the comforts of your castle and fucking play with me one more time. I should strip you of me- but we're both masochistic. Not of your dignity you have done that long ago But of the scales that you had to weigh decisions and yourself. I should strip you like I have for the past few life times We just meet in different skin suits But you seem so familiar because I've known you thought the centuries even if it was just in passing or a few hours. I believe in consensual choking And I think I carry some weight more than you would like to admit. I am an awful person apparently the absolute worst Yet I am your go to drug of course. You started drinking enough for the both of us I didn't even have to bring a bottle to my lips.
You told me you would never allow that of me. It least I think that's what you said to me it was hard to make out with that lisp. I could use a little consensual choking A.W. Short Circuit Written by Ash Wednesday Zapping electronics since the 90s Tapping into wires and always trying to find "ME" Forever shortening the electoral circuitry Corrupting electronic effortlessly I am an electromagnetic anomaly But I am really just a bunch of Bagged up water and guts Squished together morphed under a little bit of pressure When my body fucking flakeys and gives out All i can think of "The Audacity!" Nothing different about you or me Not sure what is what is what But i find a lot of comfort Of being surrounded by other people's stuff. Becuae I am not used to the stillness The blaring mediocrity. But when my body goes into full chaos mode I can finally actually relax and thive. Its called PTSD tenacity. Sometimes I short circuit, my body goes limp And it starts to unravel "Just sit back relax" I really don't know the meaning of that word. If I look ut up in a dictionary The last time I actually sat still I was living in a condo off Byberry. And if my body starts to separate we know the drill. Just grab the nearest electric thing near Hold it in your left hand, kick it into first gear. Work yourself until your fucking exhausted Get those dopamine receptors defrosted. Electric impulses Conducive through earth, dirt, worms, and sand. I am so tired of feeling everyone's hurt. And trauma, and electrical technical difficulties. I am not a condusive conductor
I am not a medical professional, I am not a psychologist or a doctor I am not equipped to short circuit your trauma and pain. Yall need professional help I am already overly employed And have nothing to gain. Fuck my caring nature it was a learned behavior For coping ingrained in my left brian. Live Laughing at nothing in particular Toaster (oven) And Bath. These are some of my go to dope anime hacks. - Ash Wednesday |
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