Monday, July 9, 2007

Today is better than the today of last week.

Real Eyes
Realize
Real Lies

::LOL::

"Your kind of truth, is just the ghost of your lies. I see through them, all the time."

::sigh::

I hope that suddenly, a black hole forms inside of his room and when he gets up to take a piss, he'll be eaten up by it and shit out somewhere far, far away from me.

"the problem with you is your mom gave birth and you were breathing" -- ouch.

Cash Moves Everything

It's hard not being disappointed and wanting to just give up and find some easy solution to assuage this anxiety of unknowing. I can do ...