freedom for others but none for me, institutionalized, dying inside, walls closing in on an ever expanding set of horizons, light at the end of the tunnel or is that a train? drained, endless pursuit of happiness wheres mine I see others have it, reach out and grab it, or simply sit back and watch.....lol so I'm no poet. whatever time for food more useless knowledge to cram in my brain gotta go for now time to take another test.
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I finally got the JSH on my wrist covered...and Richards initals on my twat....
But I still have the scars on my leg and ass from that night.
Sid is ok...unless yer fuckin' me from behind...not a lotta guys like to see another guys face....
Yup
And um....
You have a lot of nice work done.