I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
I'm a SPOON GAGGER!
I got 41 right, which is pretty good, since I was born in '86.
[glow=white] faceless lies it's easy to speak when[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]
maybe they mean blow up dolls...
haha that is sooo funny
[glow=white] faceless lies it's easy to speak when[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]