Jun 30, 2005 02:41
theirs a good chance I will be recieving a visit
from the police any minute now
things could always be less good than they are
wich is a terreible thought
to bad I got no wheres to go
how did it escalate so fast to this moment
I think I need stitches inside my cheek
its wierd that blood tastes like money
I dont think things can fix themselves at this point.