Were Trapped in the Belly of This Horrible Machine
Monday, March 21, 2011
I've Got a Little Herb Tree, In My Garden.
I Ended It.
I'm Unhappy But...
This Ensure's I'll Be Happy Next Month, And The Month After That.
No More Drama.
No More Trust Issues.
No More More Fucking Around.
Now I Need College.
Booze.
And a Cigarette.
One Love.
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