Today is a good day what a nice change... and tomorrow's my birthday and it's starting to look like it might actually not be as bad as I thought it would be. My mom asked me what i wanted for my birthday and I told her a pony. She laughed at me , so other then not getting a pony I think it'll be ok.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.