Here it comes....[the first big one....]
Close my eyes....
Let the whole thing pass me by...
Bloody frustration...
Face to face again
this is not good.....
no....[definitely not good]
This feeling so seriously....[Sucks]
I am helpless to resist..........
[persisting in an endless spiralling twirling suffocation of inadequacy]
Ugh....how am I supposed to fix any of this shit....
*cue Ode to Joy*
Let's get down to it...then....[Shall we?..]
Aye, Me, Myself and I.....
Highlight of Saturday:
Having not 1 but 4 caucasian ladies[and all hot....]
donate to you...XP!!!!
and finally watched Constantine....[phew..]
Self
30/12/1987
Bleach
poetry
Rock
Pretzels