Courtesy of the very lovely
twasadark. Because I've had a superlatively Crap-Arse Week of the Highest Order, punctuated by isolated moments of Incredibly Exciting GLEE. Which of course = meme. And also because a bunch of people have randomly friended me lately and if y'all comment, I can actually find out who the merry hell you sneaky buggers are! Or if
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I got a gal who lives on the wrong side of town
I know what I like and man you know I sure know how
It's the other side, another place
I like it here, no accounting for taste
I can't think of nothing when I'm with her
But the wind and the rain and the cemetery dirt
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried - I had to dig her up
18,000 miles across nowhere land
I'm scratching and I'm spitting, there ain't nobody listening, and things are kind of getting out of hand
Thre's only one point that I'd like to make
These kinds of things deteriorate
It's the gospel truth man
And she's embalmed in love juice
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1. Talk to me about paradoxes. You dig them or what?
2. What is ONE thing you would change about the world, if you could change anything.
3. Do you vote? I mean, really vote? Like, pay attention and care and shit?
4. What was the last thing that truly, deeply offended you and what did you do about it?
5. Think back. What is your happiest memory on hand. Can I has a peek?
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*iz reading ur stuffs*
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