cyclones and psychos

Sep 27, 2005 15:57

home doesn't feel like home anymore.
even my room stinks of distress.
i need to find a new escape.

the drowning man
is bothered little by rain

i need something but i don't know what.

it has to get worse before it gets better.

i really just want to live, party, and forget.
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