Head is completely empty for a freaking change, no bullshit to write down - thats quite fucking strange? Yet im still sitting typing the fuck away, but actually i have nothing, not one single word to say. My heads not jumbed or mixed which is good for a fucking once in a very long while, corny as iy may sound: on my face have a smile. Maybe its the moon going half or life just slipping away, see how youre doing at the end of the fading day. Snotty nose and tears, reliving all your worst fears, second to none, no fucking fun. Life gone, everything wrong...
'If you die you're completely happy and yoursoul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got.'
Kurt Cobain
'Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds' - Bob Marley - Redemption song
Wednesday 15 August 2012
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https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B0CP15XQX9/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?ie=UTF8&qid=&sr= Up in Smoke…a life?
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Look at yourself and your life/world around you and you will see what you think about yourself at the very core of your being peace and lov...
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Going out of my way and trying my best to break free, working towards getting back to myself back to me. Have to do my best to get rid of th...
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