April
May 2008
But just then my knees give under meMy head feels weak and suddenly it's clear to see, it's not them but meWho's lost my self-identityAs I hide behind these books I read while scribbling my poetryLike
well, i awoke in reliefmy sheets and tubes were all tangledweak from whiskey and pillsin a chicago hospitaland my father was therein a chair by the windowstarin' so far awayand i tried talking, i just
ungefär sånt pissväder är det ute nu, deprimerande?!vänta bara piss-snö, nästa vecka jobbar jag förmiddag, då jävlar smälter du undan!(det &aum
jag vill, GE MIG NU!
http://www.readingfestival.com/lineup/index.aspx JAG VILL!!!!! nån som ska med? .___________.
inhandlad i dag! :-O
underhållning såhär på kvällskvisten.
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