Apr 23, 2007 12:39
This is like the net.
Like humidified optic cables. You know? Buzzhum at four in the mo(u)rning. But it's not four in the morning, it is twelve: fourty pm.
I am smoking cheap cigarttes, and smoking 'marijauna' out of a cheap 'bowl' and drinking 'party' 'beer' out of a 'can'.
4club, you make me want to blow my skull against a wall. One painted with taupe latex.
(for greater contrasing hues)
A.V. You make me want to not blow my skull against a wall. Taupe, or otherwise.
This will be one of those days where I wish I was more drunk.
Not a bad thing, just not a sober thing haha.
V.2 will be here tonight?