lyla

Hi everybody. Pulp Fiction is on and im feeling like shit. Blah i hate people ya know i really fuckin hate em' so how's everyone? Im really sorry but my digital camera broke so i can't put pics on here aiight im out talk to ya later I wrote a poem for my lit class here i tis.

***In Love With A girl Named Blow***

Sew my mouth shut with red ribbon
Tape my Eyes open staple me a smile
Then you tell me lifes worth living?

Your mechievious and Playful
Your Strung out and unstable
Your beautiful With Tsunami Eyes
Your tough and make grown men cry


Go ahead and take another hit
Your insane and we love you for it.
Your an Addict and a liar
Everymans sinful desire

You hear the clock ticking
You feel time slipping
You notice that your not quite the same
Line it up, Shoot it up, Stick a needle in my Vein

You Have a Sadistic Smile
An Uneasy style
A body of an intoxicating glow
Your in love with a girl named blow


lyla