Now youve dunnit. |
Hey stranger, hows the weather.Hows your man and baby.Spare some money maybe?Im out of gasoline and Ive owned this house for years you see.Its on the other side of town.Everyone I know is sleeping und...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 21:19:00 GMT |
Ashing on my pants |
For yall that dont know, max ciancerelli is one of my best friends, i spelt his last name wrong cuz im drunk.But whilst baking my car out, his older brother would always ash on his pants, andi starte...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 23:21:00 GMT |
Hey Mister |
Last night me and jack went to go kick it downtown n-town with all the boots and hats and bum ruckus.Met some cat Montana tryin to trade me a pair of socks for a cigarette like, nah, first off I only ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 12:54:00 GMT |
Memories |
In no specific order asides from as they pop into my head.Looking at the stars with Hickory and talking about the universe and life.I will never lose the slack babbath pick, and I will never play a sh...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 19:54:00 GMT |
DoRP. |
Department of Reclusive Paranoia I'm worried about: Ghosts Cancer Skin CancerLandfill Goingmad Evangelists My Stomach Ice The Sea The Weather Suffering
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 23:46:00 GMT |
Keep off the grass. |
Society is organized litter.Don't throw a wrapper on the road that crushed the tree.Or step on the only grass youll find for miles.Don't talk to loud, you might cover up the noise.Of a hussling bussli...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 15:44:00 GMT |
ughhhhhhhh |
ha, Im inlaying a bunch of sweeeeet shit into my electric guitar neck, and ive never really been an artist as far as a brush or pen will take me at least, you know aesthetics, but I think I cut all th...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 10:06:00 GMT |
