kamikazepilotgea

memories of stab wounds full of venom cirlcle my head tonight. My head burns...drank too much and I quiver with discomfort. Dreams of being 16, dreams of seducing young 16's in leather boots.
my cat scratches me for attention. OUCH!!!!...hum hum hum Bowie songs still lingering on from the night before. Wasting away tomorrow I have work and I wonder how I'll ever sleep with a head full of nonesense.


Cypher you would either hate me or paint a mural if you met me...