where is my wisdom? fuck if i know....i could cut glass today bit brisk but the sweater weather has begun and that i can't complain. we are all out of cigerettes and all out of money what does one do? yep
so death has been in my dreams and i must say she is mighty fine all i can see is sugar sweet.
is it angst? i dont know how to pinpoint no i dont know how to describe....cheap thrills is that the real deal?

i miss my johnny

so must be that i just want to go down on maryjane and that chastisty belt is tighter than a fuck mmm yes mayhaps.
so i would win although you uterally disagree....i can see your point. why cant i get enough of you why must i touch so bad that you crack your skull. i am a fucker i am sorry is it guided by voices or modest mouse that i think of? when we're together i feel so alone? i guess thats why i make it hurt so bad. fuck me
where is that sound of silence what would it be....

i just want to snuggle with my strawberry sunshine and velvet monkey for that is my peace