a gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming.
Chorus makes me want to put a shotgun in my mouth and pull the trigger. Lately, I've found myself pretending to like people I despise, and I despise myself for it. Especially when those people are egotistical pathological liars, cynical hypocrites, and/or artificial bimbos. Doesn't it bother you when somebody is so utterly transparent you can see right through everything they say or do? Almost all the people in my life right now I find myself unable to talk to--to really talk to--without worrying they're judging me or will repeat every word I say to someone else. I feel like every time I leave a room I'm being criticized; I guess what comes around goes around. I hate that feeling of not knowing what you're feeling. I have no idea what's missing in my life, let alone how to fix it.
"He who throws mud only loses ground." I find this quote quite deep, considering Fat Albert said it.
"He who throws mud only loses ground." I find this quote quite deep, considering Fat Albert said it.