Friday, December 14, 2007


there's nothin' better than bein' broke around Christmas time>>>>

give me some Sympathy---no, rather, give me a SYMPHONY of a 1,000 whining, tiny VIOLINS---or rather give me a flask of WHISKEY to warm this coldness---it's alright MA, I'm only stressin'---i see a door in the distance--maybe there's happiness and salvation on the other side---or maybe an ABYSS of unhappiness---Brandon Volbrecht from Bloomfield township says I'm emo, but I eat pieces of poo like him for breakfast--haters gonna hate--save your smiles for when they count--save yourself from yourself--the problems are rooted in history, culture, society, language, hierarchies, etc.---a clean slate would be nice, but that's not gonna happen---I wrote a term paper on GLOBAL POVERTY, but it's bigger than me---I've got a pot to piss in, a roof over my head, and some crumpled dollar bills in my pocket---oh if only please and thank you's could set the world straight-----privileged ones go to the shopping mall and shop until you drop---CHANGELLUJAH!!!!!!!
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you eat pieces of poo for breakfast? lulz