A girl and her pants.

I once head my mentor say do not forget your childhood friend, this became so true as I see childhood friends getting married, jobs been given freely because of those simple moments you’ve had when you knew nothing but a friend.

Ahh. .I remember those changes.

Just something I wanted to write about!

You know Murphy’s Law, “Whatever can go wrong will go wrong” well that’s my life. If you think that I may be exaggerating well, guess again. Throughout elementary school I was known as E.R., Junior High/Middle School I was Murphy. And finally the name came back with me at a new school, Hello My Name is E.R.

This is a poem that questions your morality and actions when you are drunk by sensitizing you to be careful.

Sometimes the impracticality of fashion makes me ask, why?

A night of misbehaving.

Disclaimer: Adult material follows… If you read the title and think you might be offended by content of said poem, do not read! It’s meant only to be funny! I wrote this little ditty not too long ago, and I love it! It’s kind of Shel Silverstein/Dr. Suess style wise, but with a decidedly more adult theme.

A poem about being fashionable or not.