"I drink too much and dont believe in much of anything..."
I dont know what I believe in. I should believe in myself and my dreams. I dunno. I've been considering graphic design ever since I went with the Polyglot crew to the publisher...but seeing that in writing is a crushing blow to my mind. Im still convinced Im supposed to be a musician. Im still convinced thats what I am going to do. I still lead myself on with dreams about guitars and stages and lights, but whats that mean when I also dream about people who should be looking out for me killing small animals? Whose to determine the line which divides a dream from a nightmare? Because in reality which causes more anguish...?
Laws should go to hell, and bring weaponry with them. People with disputes can duke it out one on one(in the parking lot of used) instead of over the phone through lawyers and nuclear bombs.
dont you feel used?
Laws should go to hell, and bring weaponry with them. People with disputes can duke it out one on one(in the parking lot of used) instead of over the phone through lawyers and nuclear bombs.
dont you feel used?