"do me a favour" "what?" "pour me a glass of my iced tea" "sure" "that's your fathers" "sorry" ::goes to dump out iced tea:: "drink it" "what?" "don't waste it. drink it" "but it has too much sugar. i'll pass out" "drink it" "mum" "drink the fucking iced tea"
sometimes i wonder if peace of mind is a horrible idea unfortunately i am not one who can say 'no regrets' sometimes i wait for things to go wrong then i'll celebrate the ones who make it all right but this time i seem to have lost. and it's so strange because you never lived up to that name as my rhyming slowly improves