|off the wall
||[Aug. 2nd, 2004|05:36 pm]
|[||Rock out with your cock out to.....
palms are sweaty cant catch my breath my heart is pounding inside my chest im talking so fast ya cant understand ive fallen under its command chorus: speed - gimme speed wake up from another crash landing i fall down when i try standing blood shot eyes that blur my vision don't you see what youve been missin a pill a line do me fine i speed away all my time 48 hours still goin strong gonna crash out before too long
Im goen insane i havent been out of the house in days and i have a lot of energy that i need to get out. A job would kill alot of time if i was not soo dam lazy I dont want to do the old job reutine thng again. I dont care much for it so im just not going to do it anymore. I would like to make pizzas though that would be soo badass. my sister knows a kid that knows a kid that is made and could hook my up with at papa ginos. but then i got to fill out thos long and painful applications. applications are such a drag. you have to fill out the most useless shit. well that all for now. time is money and money is alcohol. roll out bitches