i could kill you with this steel booted-shoe
i need to be put to sleep, like a fat cat or a brown lazy dog, if i recall the quick red fox in me has slipped away. then again it is 1 in the morning...so everything seems futile at this hour. if i'm still up at three the wanting to dance and play in the park will kick in, silly sentiments.
"so this is love ... mmmmhmmm mhhmmm, so this is love" "i know you i walked with you once upon a dream" who can guess these fantabulous melodies? no i'm not in love mah dears. still looking for a boy, well a man i should hope. i fickle? no picky... let me bestow my affection on you, *kiss *kiss oh what a goody midwife i'd be hahaha... i cooked dinner tonight, full fledged... everything from scratch, it was quite yummy. and no one dropped dead this time.
on more normal stance, i'm waking up at 5:30 to go a surfing with miss sarah! she is ungrounded. nay to christianity, boo. don't go! the beach bekcons!
fuck all you motherfuckers fuck you.....