Hwru Eco

Fuck The Trigger

You The Dionysian Houri and Your Island Of The Day Before.

Fuck How are you?

It’s been like the gray and rain that I see everyday screened from me by blinds. Sometimes on the drive in the mornings and nights, I am told that it is as if smiles have left me.

Fuck True

Most of the time I keep my silence, grateful to be alone with my thoughts.

Fuck That time

Time is Constantin’s Tedium of clocks trudging along to tasks of this and that---- wake, work, sleep and in between there are buzzing conversations of the same old shit made new. I was shaking my head at that the other night:

Fuck I’mpossible

The last is slowly being taken away by reality for the body’s aging exhaustion can no longer allow itself to be driven to reach the intoxicated oblivion of sleep.

Fuck Tired

Too tired to even have thoughts for words.

Fuck Shelved

The Number 1, The Zombies of Bora, The Trolls of Guadalupe, Ate Vi, This Is Our Vegas, A Peccadillo, A Manual On How To Successfully Kill Yourself have been waiting, stirring, and gnawing me.

Fuck Rules

A first book can’t be trashed. When the second comes out, it’s game. The Geek inherits the Earth this time but Vlad’s Side A and B can be impaled.

Fuck A Suicide Note

Your book “A Manual On How To Successfully Kill Yourself” really helped me. I love you! Thank you!

Fuck Quotes

Thou art judged by the prerequisite establishment and There is a formula to winning the seven deadly charot words award because two Jollibee termites armed with a chainsaw gang can’’t take down a tuod tree therefore let’s take the pahteh somewhere else to the next ibang level.

Fuck The Summary Contest

For convenience: in this category, you are to provide a one-page-summary of your short story. If your summary’s crappy, we don’t read your short story…Kudos to the author of this brilliant booshit.

Fuck Hooplancawardrama

Tsk, tsk, more literate bullshit. Crap on and on with your dung-slinging.

Fuck Laugh

I laugh like A Vampire High On Fairy Blood nowadays when there are quips about an atheist being Jesus curing lisps and slips.

Fuck I am heart sore

My friend, the scabs of wounds are red and in my sleep the nightmares have returned.

Fuck Wake up!

Sshhh,shhhh, just a nightmare…Shhh, shhh, it’s okay…Go back to sleep….

Fuck Cristine’s Perfect Pussy

Who dat? Dat starlet? Da fuck were you dreaming of fucking dat chick? She has a heart condition? No shit? But man, that’s da shit skin right there. Me, I wake up before I get to da fucking part, huhuhu.

To which those concerned say Fuck

Laugh:

Fuck Dan’s Achilles

Is a fucking fool that is well and truly fornicated when fooling with and fooled by Amazon love. Dan says that Achilles’ Zen Master, the centaur Chiron, farts “Mu!” at Achilles which means “Unask the stupid question, foo!” Then “Qwatz!” when the shit hits his ward’s head, which is translated as “Fucked”.

Fuck Rain’s Rhyme

At 21 years old. Up until a month or so ago, I was a college girl with a boyfriend. Then weeks later I was just supposed to visit relatives in another town but I was not allowed to go out of that house. I was going to be married to this older guy I barely knew. He was chosen for me by my Dad. I am now married. Unlike other girls my age, I have now freedom to go where I want and do what I want. More freedom, that is. Oh don’t be sad--- my husband is kind to me and I am learning to love him. I want to work, to experience more…I now can’t work. I am pregnant and I am not allowed by my husband…That’s just the way things are. Allah wills.

Fuck Nietzsche’s Arrogance

Says I don’t want to play with teams and my goal in life is to become better than you. Says “Wazzup” and therefore got my jobless attitude ass kicked.

Fuck Phone Calls

Yeah, my phone call said that the love of my life is dead. The love of my life and I were talking about how I felt for her just before that call. It’s been a year and I’m still angry about it. It messed up my life, come to think of it. Yeah, my phone call said that my boyfriend who’s supposed to pick me up (we were fighting, broke up, was meeting to make up before we go to this party) was dead. It’s been two years and I don’t talk about it. It’s my fault. Yeah, we hate phone calls.

Fuck D’pressed

I get that, you know, I get that you’re pressed and it makes you into a rabid, crowing asshole. That’s normal for the pressed. So is being a walking middle-finger. So is being cock blocked. So is laughing. So is killing yourself.

Fuck Miss Carriage

I am two months pregnant. I feel this little cramp, like when you need to pee. I don’t mind it and the Doc says it’s nothing. Then another morning I find two drops of blood when I peed. It doesn’t hurt and the Doc says I’ll be checked tomorrow. The next day I find out that my baby’s dead so they need to suck and scrape my baby out of me. My cervix won’t open. I tell you that I was excited to see if my baby would be a boy or a girl…That we didn’t even get to celebrate with that dinner…(You were going to be a godmother, of course.) That the good thing about this is that I can get my hair colored again, I can get my bush waxed, I can drink and smoke, and I can fuck all I want…I make you laugh… (You tell me to let the baby go…Open…It will be okay…There will be another baby…)

Fuck Birthdays

If I didn’t greet you: I’m glad you’re alive. Digs?

Fuck Eleanor Rigby

Say that you surround yourself with friends or strangers on booze (or drugs), play fucked-up games, work/travel/read/study/sports, take a lover and fuck your brains out--- all intending to destroy the body and life, then pick up the pieces of the mess you’ve made of your self and life after, because you didn’t die so laugh it all out.

Fuck Memory was supposed to stay up for 40 days

You liked it but it is depressing you…So here’s a free lesson on Flexibility Against Monotony Of Syntax.

Fuck Ineffable

Some call it subversion. Some call it unreadable. Some call it “however s/h/it fuck-me-pleases (so fuck you and fuck off)”. You now call it grit. Noun or verb, that’s a good one.

Fuck Oy, your hero’s dead

In the beginning, he was Michael and he was a thriller and I wanted to marry him. Then he was Pedo to you. Then Jacko to you. Good fucking morning to you, too. Eeh-hee, You know I’m bad, I’m bad, You know it, Ah-ah, Crotch-hold.

Who the Fuck cares?

The Care Bears have become Zombies. Their little sigils share a stare:

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck