old myspace poem
Jul 29, 2008
12:06 AM
1029 geary
Floor 1 smells like mexico. Floor 2 smells like curry. 48 smells like bacon and mildew. at least we always have hot water. No thats an understatement. Its scalding. “hi brian, my cieling is leaking, there are cracks on the walls, and our neighbors blast music at 5 AM” “Oh yeah, well you know whats a good idea is NOT spraying ketchup on their door.” Well then we’ll throw eggs instead, (it worked with 38). Hands down, the ugliest, creepiest, most urinated-in elevator in the tenderloin. In the world actually. That is if you ever manage to press the button enough times to get the thing to your floor. The roof was pretty cool, but didnt some girl fall off on her birthday? God thats depressing. its too cold to ever go up there anyway, and francisco might close the door and lock you up there
Theres always a hooker waiting outside of 44. Usually not the midget one that im scared of (thank god), but i think she’s been around a few times. Also there used to be this gay black guy who lurked around the back stairs and offered blow jobs. In fact i think he would actually pay you. I never saw him, but he offered jake $200 last christmas. Ho ho ho. Out the front door is CLUUUUB ELEMENT and the dirtiest porn store with a tacky marquee. Why does element have a line out the door when I go to school in the morning? Im baffled every time. Lock the door cause if not you just might be surprised with a drunk mexican in your apartment. Actually a drunk mexican that cant get out of your apartment because the door just happened to break at that very moment. Every door is broken. lock the door. The new roommate always forgets. And thats why that room always smelled so bad
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