A well'a bless my soul
What'sa wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay
Well, my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you think... Read More
Sometimes it's really fucking hard to look the other way and pretend you don't see that guy over there doing that. Or pretend she's not over there doing the same to him.
This is why I own lots of weapons. I'm stupid. I don't know how to talk my way out of things. Punch, kick, stab, cry, scream, alcohol poison, bludgeon, gouge, rip, slice, etc...... Read More
I can't shake this really grumpy insecure feeling I've had these last couple days. I keep second guessing every decision I make. I don't know what the fuck is going on. Probably just the aftermath of last week. What an awful, awful last week it was. As I was telling the girl I want to marry, I feel really fragile right now. I don't know... Read More
"Your rockabilly dream date is Mike Ness! You like the tattooed bad boy look and he's just your type. You are going to have to work hard at trying to hang on to this HARD LUCK KING cause he is in love with his car and I would not be suprised if your eyeliner mysteriously came up missing! "
Woke up after my 3 hour nap I call a "good nights sleep" around 1:30pm or so. Went to the hood. Bought a $3 burrito and a 40 of High Life. Watched hockey.
Sorry, managed to sell it (the '66 Chevy) a while back. It went to a kind of sketchy guy, sadly, but he says he is going to put a 454 in it, or some other rat motor. So that's sort of cool. Sorry.
Even as you told me a story of hooking up with someone, you melted me like a slurpee on the hood of our 63 Lincoln in the Wal Mart parking lot on a hot sunny day.
Now let's go on in and get you that tube top you want.
[Edited on May 01, 2003]