Quick incoherent writings

[nelison]

So basically for the last few months I've been doing a lot of writing. I basically start with a thought or a word or something that has been stuck in my head at a given moment. When I'm typing I don't backspace, or stop at the end of sentences or make paragraphs but rather I continue on with whatever words pop in my head. A lot of times it can be hard to follow but all the themes end up making sense in the end.

So this is basically a space to post these. Keep in mind I've never used spell check on them nor have i proofread them, but rather I believe this is a form writing at its most honest, and purest form.

So ya I'll just post a couple of my faves for now and let me know what you guys think... They're each numbered but I won't post them in order.

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21.

I highly doubt she felt this way about me before it all started to unravel. She hated me. She spat on my food and made me eat it, and that’s only metaphorically speaking. She fed me all the shit she could make and I took it all in big gulps. It’s the only way to take it, it being shit of course. When it comes to shit, what’s the difference between a little, or a lot? Either way you’re still eating shit. And that’s what she did, she fed me, and she fed me, until I had no where to go. I used to think that this was normal. Everyone has someone who does this to them. That was until I met Billy. Billy didn’t eat shit. He didn’t take shit from no one. Not a drop. It may be why we all hated Billy. He couldn’t help but be a dick, but at least he wasn’t eating shit, is what he always said. And so Billy went on to be a lawyer, and he still didn’t take any shit from nobody, until one day he met Genevieve. We’ll just call her Gen for short since her name is too damn long. Gen loved to feed her guys all sorts of shit. And this was pretty easy to do since she was what she was. The typical gal that all males fall for. The big tits, the nice ass, and she enjoyed doing things that most girls didn’t. So when it comes to those types of things any guy will eat shit and gladly do so, so long as he gets the retribution. Meanwhile, there was another man named Dan. He particularly loved eating shit. Gen let him have it once, but let’s face it, for girls like Gen, when you can easily feed shit to guys you need a challenge, and that’s where Billy came in. Billy showed up days after Dan. Billy was working a case, and Gen just so happened to be his client. Needless to say she and he fell and although at first Billy didn’t fall for her shit, he eventually succumbed after that first evening. You know, those late evenings where you get Chinese, and all those vegetables just make everything taste so good. Ya one of those. So because of this Billy decided that he could try out her shit, so long as she kept going on him. Needless to say it worked well for the two of them. And that’s the story about how every man, no matter how strong, no matter how much he hates shit, will eventually take it for a little bit of head. The end.



14

A sad thing happens on days like these. We come to realize just how vulnerable, you, I and Mr Peppi is. Mr. Peppi never saw it coming though. He was a wise old man, but only in the way that he knew what side of a tree moss grew on, and the calculations for minor sociological math problems. We never really understood the latter, but it still resulted in a hell of a good time. Mr. Peppi was a fine man. He never saw it coming. He ran around the room like a chicken with his head cut off before he realized that we aren’t all what we seem. He seemed hurt, he realized he wasn’t. Conveniently though, a plane just happened to fall from the sky. This hurt Mr. Peppi, as he just happened to be positioned at the proper location in which projectile motion supplied the plane. Maybe this was that sociological math problem he was always ranting about. Mr. peppi was 72 when it happened. I was only 16. Poor man.

[trentm32]

I dig it. Cool premise and style.

[nelison]

Thanks. I know they're pretty far out there, but it's really liberating to write without be bounded to perfection. I just got to the point where the perfect words and perfect sentences seemed phony.

[Joe Cooler]

Have you ever read "Catcher in the Rye?" Oddly enough your first entry reminds me a great deal of it.

[nelison]

yep I have, Catcher is a great book. I never noticed it, but it does have a few Catcher-esque characteristics.

[starseed_10]

definitely the best book ever.


Salinger = genius.

[happening fish]

hows this for wuick incoherent writing?


iloife suckws sand i hatewas boiys

[superboots]

shhh alex you will want to delete this tomorrow morning

[nelison]

hows this for wuick incoherent writing?


iloife suckws sand i hatewas boiys

that's actually pretty good.

[superboots]

sge spell the hardes words right

cause alex smart

[happening fish]

thanks dude, and yes boots youre proibably tight. i mean rightl your probablt riht.

[superboots]

i am tight fuck ya

[happening fish]

:O *shock-ed face*

[Johnny]

[superboots]

Quick reply to topicejyes

[superboots]

imean uyes

[happening fish]

TOPIOC!

[trentm32]

thaets stpuid.

[Joe Cooler]

definitely the best book ever.


Salinger = genius.

I really disliked it. Not because it was badly written, but because it really started to depress me.

[starseed_10]

yeah.... but i loved the kid. holden was the coolest messed up guy ever. i could actually relate to a lot of his viewpoints