This won’t make any sense to you.
Strange, how things look so perfect on the outside - all you ever want, baby. Strange, how they are always, always rotten in the inside. It’s true, I made a mistake, I did it on purpose. I threw something with so much value away, and I picked up .. what did I pick up? A bag of bones, I’ll say. What do you do with a bag of bones? You bury it as soon as possible. You bury it out of sight. Throw it in a ditch, a river, whatever. Get rid of it. Yesiree.
No - I’m na drunk.
April 4th, 2006 at 2:32 pm
D’bones
April 27th, 2006 at 9:43 am
U’re such a bitch… =P