skunks breath?
it was.
we better move the girl.
set the mood with
the lighting.
skins and colts?
i never know-
mad people, lucky we got the table.
Hyped.
sleeping on the floor, leaping from the
windows.
is it me?
if you're coming home tonight- wake me up? ok?
breaking beer bottles all night,
leaving glass on the floor-
dead in 2 hours-
waiting for the word.
confessing everything,
closed my eyes here- woke up here.
whorn out.
when we saw him in the parking lot he had bottles of champagne,
but the girls weren't into it, they
wanted to make jewelry and spin art.
sand art.
how many bowl pieces do we go through?
its not a miracle.
everybody came out of it alive.
you cause quite a scare, lets talk
face to
face.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
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