Jul 28, 2005 23:47
i tried to run away from the allergies but i tripped and fell straight into a slaughter house controlled by mr. pollen tree.
yes indeed they are chasing after me and much to my dismay i continue to flee from the crime scene.
you boys make me want to curl up and sleep forever.
i wish i could go ahead and figure out what all of this is about. much more what the hell im all about. i need a happy concert where the kids arent punching each other for the style.
the aftertaste of your stare tracks me in my sleep.