Sunday, June 7, 2009

unload.



And I really miss what really did exist
When I held your throat so tight
And I miss the bus as it swerved from us
Almost came crashing to its side




a strange last few days. strange strange. but really great nonetheless.
I;m going to eat some easy mac.

goddamn drejmon with the weed cookies.

i'm listening to nas.
bitchessss.