6/21/07

Fucking MySPACE

What the fuck do you do with that? Bootstrap yourself to new heights?

Well do you want to or not? Do you want to mis-hear lyrics? Where's your can do spirit? You're willingness to get MESSSSSED UUUUUUUP, man - totally WRECKED dude, trippin BAALLLZZ? huh? where'd that get to?

A dram is better than a gram, but it's not an easy beckoning ride filled with gritty plumping - what good is a deja thread that only people on cough syrup will understand? even more pertinent: what good is a deja thread that only selves on cough syrup will understand? well, maybe that's the key - maybe it makes all the different, man.

Okay - I guess we're in this for the long hall. It's one of those can do spirit bars. A journey within.
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