antipunk

Dissatisfaction

Repeating like the toilet roll swipe after swipe. Each thought used and flushed till the mess is clean. Nothing left but the porclin bowl and the brown toilet roll. Telephones I'll make of them and communicate. My waste will be our connection, if your feeling the affliction painful hemroids throbing right.

Its all good we got this, just some time off your lazy ass will mend the tattered hole. Try a jumping jack or two...We need a laugh and you too.