nothing special

May 17, 2004 22:28

I reorganized my furniture on Sunday and I absolutely have no regrets of doing so. My bed is right next to my window and I've found it nice just to open my shutters and look outside.

We named our children after towns that we've never been to. And it's true that the clouds just hung around like black Cadillacs outside a funeral. And we were laughing at the stars while our feet clung tight to the ground. So pleased with ourselves for using so many verbs and nouns.

But we were all still dumb, dumb, dumber than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground. Well wings on flames, kings with no names, well this place just ain't got right air right now. You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown. Well you should run 'round yourself right now. And we were done, done, done with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around. Circlin' round.
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