February 2009
They call me Slimi Jimi Bubby Boy and i mess with my friends a lot. But thats just because i dig'em so damned bad and i clown when i smoke my pot (Yea). Together we've done so much fun shit in our day
I hurt myself today to see if i still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing thats real. The needle tears a hole; the old familiar sting, try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. (Chor
Close your eyes and I'll kiss youTomorrow I'll miss youRemember I'll always be trueAnd then while I'm awayI'll write home everydayAnd I'll send all my loving to youI'll pretend that I'm kissingThe lip