Showing posts with label there's no love once you get stabbed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label there's no love once you get stabbed. Show all posts

Sunday, December 7, 2008

On my way to the Red Queen

If only I can stop thinking in future tense.

There are coffee stains on like all my keys on this keyboard. Coffee stains kids. Nothing else (you pervs).

I need coffee. This suck vaginoose.

-Allan