Jun 21, 2005 02:46
Im good to go, and im going nowhere fast. It could be worse, it could be taking you there with me. Im good to go, but it looks like im still on my own. Im good to go for something golden. Though the motions ive been going through have failed and im coasting on the potential towards a wall at 100 miles an hour. When I say two more weeks My foot is in the door, i cant sleep. In the wake of saturday. when these open doors were open-ended Saterday When these open doors were open-ended. Pete and I attacked the laws of astoria with promis and precision and mess of youthful innocence and i read about the afterlife, but i never really lived more than an hour. When I say Two more weeks My Food is in the door. I cant sleep in the wake of saturday. Saturday When these open doors were open-ended. Saturday when these were open-ended. And I read about the afterlife but I never really lived, and read about the after life but never really lived. Two more weeks my foot is in the door, Me and pete, in the wake of saturday When these doors were open-ended Saturday when these open doors were open-ended Saturday when these opend doors were open ended. Saturday, Saturday.