Again I stumble, Wipe my lips and come away scarlet, Filled with so many holes, Tired and sinking, I know it was just wishful thinking, I'm just in the habit of falling for that old phrase, It will be different this time,
I really thought it would be,
I'm reeling, Falling away, With nothing to stop me but the cold, hard floor.
I realized today, listening to a bunch of old Morrissey songs, how full my life has been. How much I have crammed into this little life of mine...How much I lived
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Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
So, I'm off with a friend of mine, Daniella, from Skull Kingdom to check out the Zellwood corn festival...I don't know...her idea. Don't get me wrong, corn's great, but should I be worried about genetically altered corn that feeds on human flesh? I'm just sayin.