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Eye break, clap break, hand shake, double take, earth quake, and stomach ache. Head bang, dirty thang, no slang, you slang, so lets hang. Big smile, worth while, new child, hearts wild. Tired lips! Tired lips! Tired lips! Tired lips! Sunk ships, air quick. I think I got it, its tied lint in pockets, its gray in your sockets, I'm a burning bottle rocket, like a child in the market. Who sees all he wants, and all hes had, begs till his hands swell, his lips sagged. Scared straight, seems great, deep breathe, then deflate. Move quick, now stop it, I'm a burning bottle rocket.
Today the fluxuation at my job from sweet to suck made me want a new job.
Strangest weekend/week/month I can recall. But I feel like I say that every other weekend/week/month.
School starts, now onto the suck.
New things are good things lets see what this week brings.
Today the fluxuation at my job from sweet to suck made me want a new job.
Strangest weekend/week/month I can recall. But I feel like I say that every other weekend/week/month.
School starts, now onto the suck.
New things are good things lets see what this week brings.