So i think its high time
That things stayed on the down low
i should stop spewing out every little thing
i should abandon my whim and seek out solitude
I want to find a way to make myself happy
I want to feel something again
I've been godo with life
But nothing is really
Going on
And now I say good bye
Again.
From poems, to short stories, from rants to reviews, from shit to polish, this is the un-edited thought flowing blog so drink up, and be semi-entertained.
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- A Confession of the Obvious
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