1. Work.... (I'm always going to work) *sigh* 2. Join Christine's fuck buddy club.... I'm pushin for ya Chris, You'll get some tang soon, just keep acting cute. 3. Sleep... 4. Walk away from the bridge and see if it follows.... 5. Work some more.... Damn work sucks.... How am I ever going to get a tan?
*munch munch much* Me: "Mmmmm this is good" *crunch munch munch* Jenny: "Can I have some?" Me: "Sure" Jenny: "*crunch munch crunch*" Me: "You know that's not new bean dip..." Jenny: "It isn't?" Me: "Nope... I just scraped the mold off the top layer" Jenny: (runs to the sink and throws up)
Here a carapace I hold in my hand once the treasure of my little land Something I hold has gone away I wish I wasn't so blind to see That something I wanted didn't want me Figureative speech is gay You choose your life.... I'll choose mine......
You come to my house.... drunk You make Your case to me... drunk I know what I've done, I know how I feel... Respect the way I feel or move on with your life....