I am the king of carrot flowers. No matter if I do not know what that means? It is what I am. So the life of the unreal continues. The uditing continues. Those peering eyes, looking strait into the root of it all. Am I Evil? I think they already know the anwser, but still...
It could all be much better. All that shit it seems to just go up in one lazy cloud of smoke. The dismal constantcy and where are my pills, dammit. Everything and the check are stuck somewhere in the mail in Omaha or something and I don't think I put the correct return address.
And still I wake up, insert sand paper and fire into my eyes and walk out that door. Sometimes that little spark and green bowl taste like tomoroow, or was it yesterday, who can fucking remember.
It could all be much better. All that shit it seems to just go up in one lazy cloud of smoke. The dismal constantcy and where are my pills, dammit. Everything and the check are stuck somewhere in the mail in Omaha or something and I don't think I put the correct return address.
And still I wake up, insert sand paper and fire into my eyes and walk out that door. Sometimes that little spark and green bowl taste like tomoroow, or was it yesterday, who can fucking remember.
hazelscum134:
Yeah that spark, it was yesterday. Well actually it loooks like it was actualy just over an hour or so ago/ lifes cool i guess, work kicks ass even though the game is kinda lacking in the badass dept., Well fuck face I'm glad to seee that your still happy to be alive, still no fuckin' contacts huh. well try closing one eye, then spin around real fast. Stop then slam one eye shut, simotaneously opening the other. I've done all the reasearch, and most of the rats can see now. The only thing is I can't remember if that was today or yesterday? 
