what the fuck is this shit? insomniaaaaaaaa
I couldnt even begin to tell you whats up, i havent a clue. but the leaves fell today and probably partly yesterday, and if its all the same to you, well then id rather let em sit, cause i dont wanna mess with em they could always hide something underneath.
oh now wait lets not forget, all or mostly part of it, is therefor encompassed by your overwhelmingly strong desire to always be above the fire dangling from the hanging wire, heaven forbid i be so shallow, as to think that i could join you.
from way out in the distant land, the wind blew through my window. more or less in than through i guess, but it never mattered much to me. ill drink my coffee you sip your tea, we'll both tee off and theyll all see the beligerent side of my backswing, dont forget sense is merely the cents that youve paid for it, all or none could never break my god damn spirit.
half the pizza was his but he didnt want it so whyd he order it, is it part of the slowing crumbling disorder or should i say order of the border-patrolling masses of the masses run by catholics of which ive been apart of and some how yet a part of my whole life i was made to see a different side of me than the side that i wanted you to see but which damn side is the side of me and which damn side is the side of you i wanted for myself?
oh now wait lets not forget, all or mostly part of it, is therefor encompassed by your overwhelmingly strong desire to always be above the fire dangling from the hanging wire, heaven forbid i be so shallow, as to think that i could join you.
from way out in the distant land, the wind blew through my window. more or less in than through i guess, but it never mattered much to me. ill drink my coffee you sip your tea, we'll both tee off and theyll all see the beligerent side of my backswing, dont forget sense is merely the cents that youve paid for it, all or none could never break my god damn spirit.
half the pizza was his but he didnt want it so whyd he order it, is it part of the slowing crumbling disorder or should i say order of the border-patrolling masses of the masses run by catholics of which ive been apart of and some how yet a part of my whole life i was made to see a different side of me than the side that i wanted you to see but which damn side is the side of me and which damn side is the side of you i wanted for myself?