simply having a wonderfull christmass time
Lachaise is at her loom again
as of day-fri i am an offical former resident of planet starbucks.
apperantly your not allowed to use words that have been painted blue on the floor.
fucking republicans
that place was realy starting to get to me anyway. although the change happend at an unsaviory time , right glad i am for the change.
so
de resultim be that me pack bits so i can flee.
given i have no real reason to stay here exept for the fact that i am already here.
bless me o glorious lakshmi and honorable garuda so that i may be picked up by the delta winds and be placed gently in the time soaked streets of dam, by nov 30 if you allow it to be so.
***
everyone is infirmed!
i have been forced to suspend packing efforts in hopes of better feel.
farce.
the only cationmeds that are haning around this town on the corner are for daybreak sniff.
the spirit of slumber hovers her hand inches from my face, but when i try to grasp it, she whips it to her bosem with a smile that reflects the tedium of the situation
the only alter to morpheus i have right now is smoke, but as i do, my lungs cry "treison!" and expell themselfs and begin their journy for cleaner air.
this place would be a lot betterif everyone realized just how small everything realy is
all the angels of heaven, all the spirits of the void,and all the deamons of hell
pray for us
and you all as well
as of day-fri i am an offical former resident of planet starbucks.
apperantly your not allowed to use words that have been painted blue on the floor.
fucking republicans
that place was realy starting to get to me anyway. although the change happend at an unsaviory time , right glad i am for the change.
so
de resultim be that me pack bits so i can flee.
given i have no real reason to stay here exept for the fact that i am already here.
bless me o glorious lakshmi and honorable garuda so that i may be picked up by the delta winds and be placed gently in the time soaked streets of dam, by nov 30 if you allow it to be so.
***
everyone is infirmed!
i have been forced to suspend packing efforts in hopes of better feel.
farce.
the only cationmeds that are haning around this town on the corner are for daybreak sniff.
the spirit of slumber hovers her hand inches from my face, but when i try to grasp it, she whips it to her bosem with a smile that reflects the tedium of the situation
the only alter to morpheus i have right now is smoke, but as i do, my lungs cry "treison!" and expell themselfs and begin their journy for cleaner air.
this place would be a lot betterif everyone realized just how small everything realy is
all the angels of heaven, all the spirits of the void,and all the deamons of hell
pray for us
and you all as well