SUBJECT TO A QUAALUDE OF EMOTIONS...
...EVEN WHEN SHE LEFT YOU FEELING CHILLY ON THOSE OVEN-FRIED SUMMER NIGHTS...you dispose of all the memories with the scent of freshly hung laundry...the smell is the dandruff of the sun and the sky has become a cement platform of too many skids of sneakers rubbed off on a plastic paradise...
...AND DREAMS...they are no longer the cause of your insomnia at night after you realize you can gain a good night's sleep without the interference of dripping minds creating a clause of interference...
CELEBRATING THE DISPOSAL OF ANOTHER RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT CONTRACT:
...SAGITTARIUS MINDS...they will always be the reasoning behind all this malcontent with their "Jesus ways" trying to dominate the every move you make...
...yes, father, i still remember the time i was accused of making dirty faces behind your back, fucking up your 8-track player when i didn't even know how to turn on the power switch and being smacked over the head for ever thinking...
...AND YES, MY SAGITTARIUS-EX..
...WILL NEVER FORGET THE NIGHT YOU ACCUSED ME OF ACTING STRANGE OVER THE TUNE"GOODBYE, AMERICAN PIE" when it was played live on front of us at that Mexican restaurant...i mean, you knew i hated that tune...how did you expect me to react when you already had the punch-line figured out with your own mind keeping score...i mean, was i supposed to pretend that i liked that one god-awful tune for you're own sake?
..."practice random acts of kindness"...
...this was the bumper-sticker of her own reminder.
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...EVEN WHEN SHE LEFT YOU FEELING CHILLY ON THOSE OVEN-FRIED SUMMER NIGHTS...you dispose of all the memories with the scent of freshly hung laundry...the smell is the dandruff of the sun and the sky has become a cement platform of too many skids of sneakers rubbed off on a plastic paradise...
...AND DREAMS...they are no longer the cause of your insomnia at night after you realize you can gain a good night's sleep without the interference of dripping minds creating a clause of interference...
CELEBRATING THE DISPOSAL OF ANOTHER RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT CONTRACT:
...SAGITTARIUS MINDS...they will always be the reasoning behind all this malcontent with their "Jesus ways" trying to dominate the every move you make...
...yes, father, i still remember the time i was accused of making dirty faces behind your back, fucking up your 8-track player when i didn't even know how to turn on the power switch and being smacked over the head for ever thinking...
...AND YES, MY SAGITTARIUS-EX..
...WILL NEVER FORGET THE NIGHT YOU ACCUSED ME OF ACTING STRANGE OVER THE TUNE"GOODBYE, AMERICAN PIE" when it was played live on front of us at that Mexican restaurant...i mean, you knew i hated that tune...how did you expect me to react when you already had the punch-line figured out with your own mind keeping score...i mean, was i supposed to pretend that i liked that one god-awful tune for you're own sake?
..."practice random acts of kindness"...
...this was the bumper-sticker of her own reminder.
Read more: http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=236202111&blogId=538866443#ixzz0ye3pstgT