December 2009
20 posts
this place will kill
well, wow, what a night
i’m sitting
and i’ve sat
i watched the girl in the corner,
she smoked so nice
i watched the people
seen more than i expected
more
than i really needed
they spoke
hard as rocks, sharper than knives
and
they were the best-worst-friends
this place will kill
drown or overdose
like kids on cocaine
this place will kill
i’m scared
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over-caffinated
i don’t know what it is. it’s not a day off, there never is. atleast i try not to let there be. I’m not always at work, but i try to keep working. its at home or i’m out, the next town over, but only because this place scares me. i drink coffee til my head hurts, and i’m never very healthy, (although i am on day 10 with no cigarettes and i feel so good about it) i...
