i keep stabbing myself in the arm with a broken cross pendant

im gonna miss both my cats, ones already dead buried in the back yard of my parents' house

thanks for meetin me last night, i enjoyed out time together you forced me to grow up

but that was your purpose and to get me into leanord cohen to a horrible excess for awhile

shit fuck cunt bitch whore

bikes stolen, cars towed

dreams keep returning

they say "i want you babe"

whiskey introduced me to alot of people that night

i say i want my best friend and ill stick with them

like a table and an ashtray

a stupid grin on someone's face

cause they think theyre gonna save me

shit devils fuckin with me like crazy

inside out skin 

666 was written all over us on the stage

crows...i hear crows...its not even fuckin autumn...is it?

fuck compassion