preppylegend

Im in a shop and I dont quite know why I am here.

There are men and women standing in a queue, and there is a faint smell of bleach.

I am being hit over the head with something although I am not sure what it is,

Or more to the point, why it is hitting me

My hands are not mine, nor my eyes, or my ears

And the shoes I bought here last week are wearing thin already.

There are invisible lines and barriers, which, Im sure, have not been invented yet

And I am walking away from the front door,

Maybe there is a fire exit.




Thank god for E-bay.

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Christ i am stressed. I need meaningless sex and a sexless meaning.

And i cant Believe its nearly christmas again , what does everyone want as a present?