Showing posts with label Murdered sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Murdered sleep. Show all posts
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day! I'm not depressed, what makes you say that? Who said what now? Know, I don't think I no what you mean. Sometimes people say things because it makes them larger than life! When you're the size of a skyscraper it's easy to lose sight of the real issues and stamp out all life below.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Lady Macbeth
Excuse me, miss, is that a ghost in your doorway or are you just happy to see through me? There's a pair of eyes peering out at us between those sheets. Maybe you've got enough evidence to convict. There's so much blood for just two people, will we ever get this off our hands? It's best to throw away your clothes after you commit a crime.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
No Contest
When it comes to treachery and deceit you go down like a fine wine.
Labels:
disaster area,
fear,
guilt trip,
Murdered sleep,
risk
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