Words that set up the Speaker...

Dec 05, 2004 05:03

Let us see, I am at Rawburt's house right now. I came over so we could start our recording process, we recorded,but none if it will be kept. Today was just a practice. And now it smells like fireworks in here.

I feel dirty today, and fat. Like Rawburt, only without the cuteness of a little child.

This is how it goes when you live in the shadows and you try a little honesty to pull up your line and sinker to hide the lies from your ex lying in the river below the bridge as you stand in the rain. Now cut the curtains because we are all prisoners of today with nothing to lose except our voices for violence.

Maybe later I have to make my way to a red wedding with you know who's seatbelt.
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