Dec 16, 2004 15:30
one day you'll look in your pocket and find a crack pipe, and you're not going to know how it got there.
everybodys insane.
i'm just a minor detail.
we run out of houses because we think we hear someone behind us.
we run from ourselves because we think we might know what we want.
my inner workings are fucked.
my ignorance is obvious.
it doesnt suck as much as ive gone unscaved.
welcome to new yorks greatest slice of utopia. hold the mushrooms but pour on the blowjobs.
this potted plant is dying.
i never water it.
sometimes life filters you out.
and i cant figure out why.
i cant stand rock and roll.
doorbell.