The mind plays tricks on you. You play tricks back! It's like you're unraveling a big cable-knit sweater that someone keeps knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting and knitting...
My ideal woman studies Einstein's theory of relativity, uses cylanders to measure jello symmetry. Her eyes are like a toxic alkeline battery, knows the Titanic design, explains it for flattery. Her entire genetic makeup is supplied by yours truly. Darwin is a favorito movie- how groovy. hyperodidactic dolorean time travel capabilities with spider man agilities... are you feelin' me??
I'm pretty much on here to promote my band, make contacts, and shit like that so if you don't like it eat a dick, or better yet delete me bitches!!