The minutes and the days go by like solitude but work sweating butt in pain
from sitting on the stool of death
swirling sounds from the othe
booze and remnants of her stinky breath
It's not a good day most of the day, it's fine
when things go right
but what the hell are we going to do when the shit hits the fan
when it's all said and done..
-
In letters to your God Looking him straight in the face Can you really relinquish this history Can you really save you from grace? I...
-
Le Douche Gigolo like sex fetish books at the bookstore it's all we talk about these days, and think about all day how to fix your sore ...
-
Earthy I am in a rock band. Ze Auto Parts. It's been a crazy journey so far, and the band has gone through a lot of break-ups, make-u...
No comments:
Post a Comment