She fucked me over, and that's fine with me. I would never have returned to you anyway, so perhaps your better off with someone with a pecan nut for a brain, and manufactured 80's music for a brain. Wonder if he's ever read a book. Sorry everyone else for my vitriolic diatribe against a nameless nobody
The following: apprently, one of these FB quizzes thinks I'm only into fierce sex. Hmm, first I've heard of it:
HAHAHAHAHAH, ABOUT AS FIERCE AS A LAMB ON A DIAMORPHINE DRIP....UNLESS, I'M IN THE MOOD. ALTHOUGH IN MY DEFENCE, THE FIVE PRESCRIPTION DRUGS, ALL DESIGNED TO KNOCK OUT HUMANITIES CREATIVE AND LIVELY SELVES, AFTER ALL THOSE PRESCRIBED DRUGS... I CAN OPERATE - ALTHOUGH ALL THOSE DRUGS and ALCOHOL, Jesus, I aint Superman. Allah, fulfil a mission upon this Earth to further the cause of Islamic Jihad, and I'll get a place in Paradise? SO AFTER 300MGS OF MORPHINE SULPAHTE, 30MGS DIZEPAM, 70MGS NITRAZEPAM, 60MGS CITALOPRAM, 40MGS ATENALOL, AND LASHINGS OF STELLA, SPIRITS AND WINE, I'M MEANT TO BE FIERCE? hmmmmm ;-)
What within my ephereal thought
And only through a t-trashing of prose
Nobody sees the Howlin' Wolf
His Blues lurching through the concert rows
Nobody sees Howlin Wolf
Mine enemies unaware
Where and when I come
And which of Dante's levels you go
Wednesday 29 September 2010
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