Thursday, 18 August 2011

Somewhere only we Know

Found this
Makes an interesting poem

I keep dreaming about people being clear skin animal things...
I hate my car just like I hate all of you :) (that's with a passion)
one more day before I can hit the stick and forget I have a place on earth.
I'm fat as fuck and I hate my, face, body, hair, dick, blah fucking blaaaaah.
I wish 2012 really was the end.. I'd have to think another thought again.

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