Subject? I don't need no stinkin' subject. |
Stick the wrench into my spokes,
and watch me tumble
Life is over now,
and i can finally breath.
Disregard this message
It holds nothing more
Than a tiny window
Through an unlocked door
Times ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Mar 2005 13:17:00 GMT |
My Funeral |
I am quite certain that if i died and had a funeral tomorrow, there would be three kinds of people there. The first kind would be the ones that said they hated me, and came to spit on my grave. The ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Feb 2005 20:02:00 GMT |
