Countless hours I've spent dissolving,
Yet I'm still banging my head against the awning.
Groped sex, dry food and prodding,
taste like water.
I'm confined to continually concerning casually cooperating constantly cornered condemned conservation. Quite simply I'm evading erasing enraged everlasting exquisite energy on spectacular stupid people.
I just want to listen to music through the headphones of the globe, I'll mix their screams with the cries of laughter. I'll cross over from obese greed and drown it in tragedy. I'll take one shot to a building and ignore the millions of bombs we drop to compensate for our more expensive lives. I'll bask in the glory of being able to eat the African families weight, malnourished and all. I'll parade around in clothes I don't need, expelling exhaust. "everything i could say would feed into insignificance"
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11.12.2010
11.11.2010
At a point in my life where life was stagnant there was always an exit
and it wasn't death.
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