mogley

sheesh ya fuck
2002-01-23 19:13:11 (UTC)

spit in comforts face

i notice i cant standstill maybe its the drugs these
fucking idiot doctors force feed me...my thoughts race like
trains thoough they are running off the tracks "train of
thought"its derailing..a mad conductor set out on a
different path eyes bleeding ignoring the maps taking which
ever his impulse and eyes together bled into..maybe
happiness is the new and exciting maybe there is no such
thing anymore and it has degenerated or was there ever? one
more equation never to be solved in the time of man and im
pondering it like i can break the code i should just forget
it shit well ohh...hate me malissa




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