When I really feel like saying what I mean to say to you. Well I just can’t. Don’t know why but I always say the wrong things. Not too sure but if there’s no such thing as coincidence then I must be saving what I feel like really saying to the person I feel the most comfortable with. I wish I was that big then maybe by some fluke I could make you feel the way I wanna make you feel, so that you wouldn’t have to fake a smile pretend that you don’t feel sorry for me or that you understand where I’m coming from because the realist shit is that we are opposites and that though opposites attract to each other they rarely if ever work out so don’t feel bad about any angle because I don’t. —The Beast of Burden
This article appears in Mar 4-10, 2010.
On a parallel earth, it all works out. Trust me.
Learn how to construct shorter sentences and the stars will align.
What the hell is this?
there are rule books…shit no wonder i offend so many people