sleep

horst

sleep

time to pass so I can live my dreams

Becca to die and rot in hell

some poo to land on my head

someone

people to sign up

big big money

happiness

inspecting the insides of my eyelids

sleep

listening to a violin crying somewhere inside my stereo

working to make those dreams real

strangling her

lick my bum hole

thinking of her

waiting

playing with this website

wasting time

it always does

angry

pills will make it dark for a while

then I will have to reshape my dreams to accomidate

then i will kill myself

then im unlukey its raining poo today

wait forever

I'll wait more

yap!

waste more time