Why I Cried.
Forage To Exist.
She's cute. Her high heels are uh.. scratched. Probably from falling. Or not being used to being four inches taller. Maaannn.. you know, don't confuse me. Should I buy uh.. spray? To cover my bald spot?
Dearly, I don't know. But for most of us, we have one thing in common, uncertainty. That we probably cannot explain. But for most of us, let's try tying a knot, that I guarantee will take an expert to at least explain how or what the fuck! It's windy out, cold, and I can't explain my snot. Every time I sniff my brain explodes. Allergies! Allergies! Allergies! Allergies!
This is nasty, have I explained myself too clearly? I've killed somebody. And I am impressed how I have done the deeds. Is there such a thing as happy killing? Or hoping to end non-brains? Or people who can't kill without doubt or reason? So I call upon make believe reason. Where death or sadness exists. Believe me, he's hurting. I don't know how to choke, I've seen it on TV. I hope I'm doing it right. At least my arm does as he chokes.
Dearly, I don't know. But for most of us, we have one thing in common, uncertainty. That we probably cannot explain. But for most of us, let's try tying a knot, that I guarantee will take an expert to at least explain how or what the fuck! It's windy out, cold, and I can't explain my snot. Every time I sniff my brain explodes. Allergies! Allergies! Allergies! Allergies!
This is nasty, have I explained myself too clearly? I've killed somebody. And I am impressed how I have done the deeds. Is there such a thing as happy killing? Or hoping to end non-brains? Or people who can't kill without doubt or reason? So I call upon make believe reason. Where death or sadness exists. Believe me, he's hurting. I don't know how to choke, I've seen it on TV. I hope I'm doing it right. At least my arm does as he chokes.