I can't make sense of my own hand in front of my face, trippy. This stuff works quick. What did I take again? And where am I? This happens every time. Why didn't I leave myself a note? Maybe I did. I can't see one though. Looking, looking, looking. Wait. What am I looking for? … Continue reading A Handful of Nonsense
The Ten Things I Hate About You: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. Please fill this in at your own leisure. Don't worry there aren't any wrong answers.
I may look but I'll never touch And I think you expect as much But if one should pop From out your top I guess I could help and such
That fated day sid realised, he wasn't like everybody else, he was special, maybe Even a super hero In the making Everything changed In a single moment. When he Put his pants on both legs at the same time.
Egyptian mummies Or as I like to call them Toilet paper death