|
'Have another drink. Enjoy yourself.' 'Which? The two are mutually exclusive.' |
|
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
I'm not your boyfriend baby
You know I rep' this shit I got it tatted on my skin And if you fuckin' with my city Then you fuckin' with my kin You know I rep' this shit I got my hands up on your chest Motherfuckers best believe it That you're fuckin' with the best Kill the lights These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks It feels right All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the whi-- Kill the lights These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks It feels right All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright . ... .
10:05 PM
Sunday, April 05, 2009
It's funny, Seeing your 'ily's in unexpected places, Whilst residing in the Unfavourable class i'm doomed to. I snuck onto my Old phone that my dad was using, And spent Hours transferring all your textes to me Onto paper. Three full pages; ..3am Its as if, Monday knew that this would happen. I won't forget that time.
10:01 PM
|