Category Archives: All Mine
I might have told youSomething about myself butYou just kept talking
Is our history more or less important than who we are today?
stomped all around, roared like a baby dinosaur then I felt better
hey, don’t be fooled by fancy red suits or soft smiles a cunt is a cunt
I can’t tell you how you’re feeling, but I can see how you are acting.
Saying what something is – is better than saying what something is not.
Continuously distressed? Try focusing on Love and Compassion.
You know I’d rather Be with you than in meetings. I’ve missed you so.
twelve degrees feels like motherfucking cold as shit I hate poetry
Turn the volume up A little bit at a time No need to blast it!