TOOLS ARE OPENING FOR THE MIND AND THE EYE AND MY OWN ARMS ARE NOT LONG ENOUGH TO CAPTURE ALL OF THE JOY AND PAIN THAT IS REQUIRED FOR THE OSRT OF DAYS THAT i HAVE AHEAD OF ME. TIRED EYES ARE BURNING RED WITH TEARS AND RAIN AND THERE ARE SENSTATIVE DAYS WHEREIN THE DOORS ARE ALWAYS CLOSING. A BULLT'S GOING OT GO OFF INSIDE...
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Hangin at Home
TOOLS ARE OPENING FOR THE MIND AND THE EYE AND MY OWN ARMS ARE NOT LONG ENOUGH TO CAPTURE ALL OF THE JOY AND PAIN THAT IS REQUIRED FOR THE OSRT OF DAYS THAT i HAVE AHEAD OF ME. TIRED EYES ARE BURNING RED WITH TEARS AND RAIN AND THERE ARE SENSTATIVE DAYS WHEREIN THE DOORS ARE ALWAYS CLOSING. A BULLT'S GOING OT GO OFF INSIDE...
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6 comments:
My you are a handsom devil!
Sun tan lotion is your friend.
Thats cool that grandma's letting you crash at her place for a while.
Fuck you guys, those arms aren't tanned, they're red with the blood of the last fucker who fucked with me!!
God you're a sad spastic wanker Ed.
I wipe my ass with your flag you limey twat.
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