} Chilla at Kyle's {

Jun 19, 2004 01:42

Well, I have been out of tolerance, I am out of money, and I am running out of time. Being nice for the past two months has gotten me into a hole and the persona of a workhorse. I had to seel my drum set to eat, but it is in good hands. None the less, music is obselete for a while. By the end of this month, if shit doesn't turn around, and I mean a fucking 180, turning shit off and getting the fuck out. I can't handle this Johnson's shit, and if I could I wouldn't want to.

Goddamn.

I need laid, I need money, I need a girlfriend, I need a good job, and I need a life. I want a motorcycle, 69' Chevelle, a house, and some fucking alcohol and smokes. Is that too goddamn much to ask for?

Fuck it...
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