Sunday, September 20, 2009

Once a month


Evil S I yes to find a shore
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was to lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much



Fuck mood swings, damn making me feel so pissed.fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckdamnpissedpissedandmoodyandpissednow. k that didn't help either.whatever.RHYMES! haha

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