in need or in want or in war
Faith No More King for a Day
Zombiegirls indeed. Maybe the collection of songs Siamese Drummers has should be called Zombiegirls. Or maybe not, I'm not sure.
Funny, just had a phonecall that definitely made me want to leave any studybusiness. All right, not like in FOR GOOD, but for this day, for the time being.
For the time being that I haven't done anything anyway today.
But also for the time being me not really being into sitting in the center doing not much.
I'm around a lot, doing not much.
Doing not a lot...
What about a few hours more of it and then I can walk home. It's not like I have anything else to do is there? Than to do my walkabouts and roundabouts, keeping away from the thoughtpolice and groupfear and customized thinking - ready to be adapted by anyone who wishes not to think.
My throat hurts, and I suspect and blame the smoke that people insist on blowing into my eyes. I have to breath, yes, I have to inhale, yes.
I have to respect the fact that a nicotineboost is needed? I think not.
I think not. Finknottle.
And by the way, just thought I'd tell you, you-know-who-you-are-oh-yes-you-do that
hell, catch you later
because I now have myself to catch. Wanna swap or are you okay with mine? I feel a bit more pumped with warm blood. Wasn't supposed to?
XD
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Ashes to Ashes Faith No More
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