But it’s not real, just imagination.
A kid stacking Legos, just fun, none of that is real, same for torture or rage ,, any of that shit.
Just some shit that I write down.
Fun only,
If the goal is to make someone uncomfortable?
Hey uh,,,gasoline and religion,,, seems to steer the globe,,just sayin.
Mel Gibson put a scene into a movie,say what you want about him, great storyteller.
“Man has a whole inside that can never be filled”
Feel ya meek melly, not your original thought and not mine either,,,god…
People don’t stop. Not a stab at capitalism or materialistic approach, thirst for name or fame or game,,
Meh,,, you get tired.
Just want to rest the head, and death is always coming for you, every moment.
Do you share yourself with someone? Cause like, youre all fucked up, gnashing of teeth and middle fingers in all directions.
“Come kill me then”
12 bar blues with a turnaround.
Put your finger to my nose, life, you mother fucker, humans..
You disgusting fucking bugs. You dancing nothings. You fools.
Half closed bedroom eyes, see you, see right through you,,
Mine is the hand that sews time-Robert plant.,,,,
Chit chat from a stranger, his heart means well. I can see it, he means only well, I’m not always in the mood but when I see him and I know
(Shit man, he ain’t bad)
Alright.
Shelf this head bullshit, you’re not bad so I’ll stop what I’m doing, you mean well so I’ll give a smile and listen.
dawn 