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 right. Trust me, I've been to many BYOB parties.
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.
hmm i'm at college and i'm sitting all by myself in my room listening to led zepplin. what a winner i am.
oh yeah quick question. i met this girl next door and was talking to her and she was really cool but i forgot her name. so i looked on her door and it said "jing" now is that pronounced with a hard j sound or a soft one? or does it make a completely different sound?
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.
sandsleeper wrote:oh yeah quick question. i met this girl next door and was talking to her and she was really cool but i forgot her name. so i looked on her door and it said "jing" now is that pronounced with a hard j sound or a soft one? or does it make a completely different sound?
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 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.
The meaning behind it is to bring some sort of alcoholic beverage cuz they don't want to pay for your drinking. Either way you say it, it means the same thing
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.