Being stabbed by manicure knives in the dead of night... stings.
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
One hundred, two hundred
And i can see the fighter planes
And i can see the fighter planes
Across the mud huts as the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes deep into saxaphone
Through the walls we hear the city groan...
Haha... today was great fun with Kidd. We went to the mall, walked around and went in some trendy stores (still havent gotten my dark angel costume...) and i still cant find that trashed Doors shirt that Nick the Basser stole! *first football game, rar* She got the Joshua Tree, which previously went MISSING! *gasp* And stupid ass Best Buy still doesnt have the cd i want... we went to Filene's and Kidd tried out some self tanner (lol) and we rode up and down the escalators and had a REAL cologne war!! I got a pretzel and she got a turkey sandwich!! Woohoo! Lol, then we decided we'd take a lil strole along the highway, see the suicidal fences, yah? We werent deaded on the road, so we went to Daddy's Junky Music and fooled around with guitars!! I tried out this mini one that kinda sucked... then we hooked up a bigger one and we both rocked out (despite the fact the store had music on and a pianist was pianoing so we couldnt hear eachother). But we both totally rock anyways!! And i have no need for THEIR pics, i have my own!! *takes pic out*
Now im home! And i smell, as my dad so prejudicely put it, like i took a Puerto Rican shower!!!! a.k.a deadly amounts of cologne.
~MJ (Oh, and thats an extra old pic of Cedric i did on the last day of school, its such shit)
