December 2009
8 posts
Feel like shit. Like a bowel movement.
Too much stress.
Too much shit.
Too much you.
Stop calling. When I want to talk, I will call.
My cats have been my only company outside of work the last couple days.
This is not a complaint.
Somedays I think my shadow is casting me
Sometimes I think about what tomorrows gonna bring, when I think about my dirty life and times. One day I came to a fork in the road, folks I just couldn’t go where i was told.