Random writings, good, bad, and sometimes unfunny by toffer Surovec

I’m sorry I didn’t make you better than you made me.

4 days ago on February 4th, 2010 at 12:40 pm | Permalink Comments
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I’m already looking for the band that’ll save me.

4 days ago on February 4th, 2010 at 12:39 pm | Permalink Comments
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I Don't Want to Miss You

The box I scrawled this on.

I Don’t want to miss your smile
Our naked hand puppet spiders
The baby talk I’ve only ever done with you
Our monster piles and kisses
Your dreams that became mine

You make time disappear
Next week I could be old with you
If you leave me today will never end

I miss you already and my shoes are off my bed

You love the scruff on my face
But I shaved it for us

We’re different but I love your world
Jokes are out of love you have to believe that

I feel less afraid with you
The people are looking at you beautiful

Please let me see you everyday

Please don’t take my smile, my lover my friend and the rest of my life away

5 days ago on February 3rd, 2010 at 5:21 pm | Permalink Comments
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Mrs. Crawford

I can see the deceit you wear on your sleeves
Rolled up showing off your outdated rebellion
An open mind is always corrected
Truth is a doorstop

This is when you choose to interfere?
Do you know how many things I do let slide?
Jewish people don’t eat dessert first
Children were being abused

You want to ruin my life
With your faux-martyr routine
And passive aggressive guilt trips that you use on your children
You are your mother

My happiness is not in your control
There will be no choice
No competition
Love is pure and love is mine

6 days ago on February 2nd, 2010 at 12:56 pm | Permalink Comments
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It’s not you it’s your mother.

1 week ago on January 31st, 2010 at 7:10 pm | Permalink Comments
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Let’s go make dry storage wet.

1 week ago on January 31st, 2010 at 9:52 am | Permalink Comments
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I put a call into a confidant that’s lost all faith in me.

1 week ago on January 28th, 2010 at 3:24 pm | Permalink Comments
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I should have known she still loved me when she showed me her ring. Lisa called me from a number I hadn’t seen in three years. She wanted to tell me something and she had to tell me in person. She drove to my house and called my parents mom and dad. We sat in my room, in the same spot we first kissed and she told me she was getting married. She looked me up and down and didn’t find any reaction she wanted. I was in love and that took me a year to do after her. Her name was Jessica and I was a fool to think I’d marry her one day. Three years go by and I’m single, depressed and recently out a thousand or so dollars I threw into the ocean. I should have returned the ring I bought Jessica when I first thought I tasted him on her lips.

1 week ago on January 28th, 2010 at 3:07 pm | Permalink Comments
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Dearest Jennifer,

I don’t know if you are still hiding from the world- though me wondering it seems to be confirmation enough. 

I’m writing you not expecting a reply. It’d be hypocritical of me since I often prefer to be disconnected from the world. Whatever is keeping you down is your own. You don’t have to share it with anyone. When your ready to make your return to life I wont ask anything about it. 

I just want you to know that you’re missed and that you’re in my thoughts. I’d also like to share a revelation I’ve had. We are not believers. There is nothing for us after our last breath. We do not have the luxury of ignorance- just the burden of depression. Fuck it. We only have this life and we shouldn’t get caught in others’ dogma or bullshit. Our church is feeling bad and being in situations we know better to be in. We both know church is a waste of time.



<3
toffer

1 week ago on January 28th, 2010 at 2:54 pm | Permalink Comments
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We’re just parasites to the miserable.

1 week ago on January 28th, 2010 at 2:41 pm | Permalink Comments
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I started reading in the bath to feel closer to you.

I wrote about you yesterday and showed no one.

That doesn’t give you the right to push yourself back into my life with a text.

Go away.

1 week ago on January 26th, 2010 at 9:39 pm | Permalink Comments
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I can feel you thinking about me.

3 weeks ago on January 18th, 2010 at 11:13 am | Permalink Comments
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She wanted to be the reason he was depressed.

3 weeks ago on January 13th, 2010 at 8:01 pm | Permalink Comments
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She told me she wanted me to choke her like she owed me money- which she did.

1 month ago on January 9th, 2010 at 8:35 am | Permalink Comments
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I thought she had morning sickness but she was just bulimic.

1 month ago on January 9th, 2010 at 8:23 am | Permalink Comments
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