The biscuit and me, 'twas not to be...
I haven't updated in some time now, or any time lately, so there I was in the computer lab, or better, here I am now...depending on when you read this, or if...anyways...i'm still living at Liana's house, "things have never been so swell, I have never felt this well" I just wish her parental life bearer didn't have it coexist with us, she's so bohemian-aggresive, major turn-off, for someone else I mean, not mwa *chuckle cough cough chuckle weez gasp* Currently I am looking for a place that needs me to do work for them, in exchange for money, if anyone has any ideas, keep them to yourself, or let me know, I don't care, I refuse to beg, but I will ask nicely, pleeaaasseee...
Oh, here's something something, just read it and try and figure it out, it has depth, like an onion, or a cake of sorts...
If I had to walk a mile...
If I had to touch feelings...
I would lose my soul...
The way I do...
I don't have to think...
I only have to do it...
The results are always perfect...
And that's old news...
Would you like to hear my voice?
Sprinkled with emotion,
At the eve of your birth...
I can't see, the end of me,
My whole expanse, I cannot see,
I formulate infinity,
Deep inside me...
p.s. It's sung from the mouth of a pregnant mother, bet you didn't get that, think about it...
Oh, here's something something, just read it and try and figure it out, it has depth, like an onion, or a cake of sorts...
If I had to walk a mile...
If I had to touch feelings...
I would lose my soul...
The way I do...
I don't have to think...
I only have to do it...
The results are always perfect...
And that's old news...
Would you like to hear my voice?
Sprinkled with emotion,
At the eve of your birth...
I can't see, the end of me,
My whole expanse, I cannot see,
I formulate infinity,
Deep inside me...
p.s. It's sung from the mouth of a pregnant mother, bet you didn't get that, think about it...