as the hawk stares at me, i realise that i have a bunch of shit to do. i really need to finish painting the wall so i can move everything back and put my brand spanking new cd player together. fucking house work. where are the eunoch slaves when you need them. and i'm gonna run cause i'm getting to be a fat ass. fucking food, all good and tasty. or i could just follow the ben diet and not eat to the point where i pee blood. i miss hungary.
the hawk is watching you
the hawk is watching you
you am a whore dude, i'm serious.. a royal whore....
ohhhhh yeah, pissing blood.. hotness.
the bitter sex gave you away