sound the alarm
extra extra read all about it.
big city girl in suburbs meets small town problems.
not even the white picket fences can save her now, as she lies at their base with a bottle of vodka, a stomach of vicodin and a head of bad memories.
the pristine white banks might be her cryogenetic coffin and millions of years from now the new new humans will wonder what left such a jaded look in her eyes.
extra extra small time wonder reaps big time revelations
and the world is nothing but lines, intersecting the truths in checkerboards of wisdom. Here everything is much more simple then before, and rook to king 9 might make for the winning move.
you ain no bobby fisher kid so lets go back to the drawing board.
i now::
- live in st catharines
- work for a large corporation
- shack up with my new best friend kate
- drink alot
- am learning the ropes
- am jaded on love
- reconciled with my family
- meet new friends
- still miss the old ones....sometimes
- enjoy adventure
- cant wait till summer
entertain me.
no one writes anymore, even my creative inspiration is dwindling... sufferign provides no angelic muse, happiness provides no chorus of poetic thoughtfulness...
i cant say im happy
i cant say im not
im not sure what happiness is any longer
big city girl in suburbs meets small town problems.
not even the white picket fences can save her now, as she lies at their base with a bottle of vodka, a stomach of vicodin and a head of bad memories.
the pristine white banks might be her cryogenetic coffin and millions of years from now the new new humans will wonder what left such a jaded look in her eyes.
extra extra small time wonder reaps big time revelations
and the world is nothing but lines, intersecting the truths in checkerboards of wisdom. Here everything is much more simple then before, and rook to king 9 might make for the winning move.
you ain no bobby fisher kid so lets go back to the drawing board.
i now::
- live in st catharines
- work for a large corporation
- shack up with my new best friend kate
- drink alot
- am learning the ropes
- am jaded on love
- reconciled with my family
- meet new friends
- still miss the old ones....sometimes
- enjoy adventure
- cant wait till summer
entertain me.
no one writes anymore, even my creative inspiration is dwindling... sufferign provides no angelic muse, happiness provides no chorus of poetic thoughtfulness...
i cant say im happy
i cant say im not
im not sure what happiness is any longer