Spam poetry
Friday, January 27th, 2006Be fill watch them dance play sleep know need we count allow night take turnoff right sleep finish he sign hear so explain turnon someone start go But stand spend these cut forget Beautiful, isn’t it?
Be fill watch them dance play sleep know need we count allow night take turnoff right sleep finish he sign hear so explain turnon someone start go But stand spend these cut forget Beautiful, isn’t it?
With these things there’s no telling We just have to wait and see But I’d rather be working for a paycheck Than waiting to win the lottery Bright Eyes, The First Day of my Life How far can you push yourself before you actually do some damage to yourself? Before you can’t go back? And [...]