So after going back to school, walking, seeing all the people. And you love the notes you find at noon. You know it might be a couple years before the next meteor shower, so you watch and wait. 21 now, always intoxicated. Sleep is always an option after a fresh hot Mongolian. If its anger then I'm not submitting. Id rather jump and fight. Too much is never enough.
The cow jumped over the moon, I see my soul in a spoon. And for poon do I croon, singing a little ditty for a little bit of titty.
Haha fuckers on some unmentionables, reminds me of the way I text people when I'm on em Sent from my iPod touch using Grasscity Forum