Saturday, August 8, 2009

I suppose that the damn this is shot

man i got nothing for nobody and nobody needs to see me, that's a quiet feeling.

ok, I have lots for people stop worrying about the bullshit, and just do what you need to do.

nothings worth doing there's no prize for any of it.

stop. the whole prize are the things that will come to you when you are finished your work.

I'm just enjoying time wasting it.

blog abit and you'll feel better, if your cold put on a sweater. when it's raining outside see how much you can catch, with a litre of raindrops you can sell that from a scratch. by goodness if you think that won't work, put it to the test - just wait till it is wet. Nobody will tell you that they can't drink it, nobody will dare even think it. They appreciate it, this is certain. when they've been through a dirt curtain, so thick with heat that all is sweet, make two words rhyme to a beat. now stop this non sense and spend your time nice, cuz the last thing you want is to be broke when your light.

ande

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