me, im not

i guess this is me "hopping back on"

sugar spice and everything nice

there is no life i know
that compares to pure imagination

you say goodbye, i say hello

i couldnt take my hands off her
she wouldnt let me be anywhere but inside

truth is, im looking for love

but hopefully its also looking for me

august 24th, marilyn manson/slayer, verizon wireless

bro.

exhausted as fuck

i have no valid reasons to be this tired, most of the reasons revolve around poor decision making, and the urge to watch movies anywhere past midnight. but my sheets are clean and i like the way they smell , so burying my face in them doesnt sound very bad at all

ive managed to build up my sexual stamina, only to lose it all to my hand, stoned.

then comes the second wind, and im sure i made an impact, actually im positive ;)