January 2011
B-26
It’s a number. It’s a song. It’s a girl. Smooth. Pearl joy packed. Gold falafel, As through ice. It’s four-thirty. Morning with Phone calls. It’s deaf mute. It’s cheap. A foreign car. Maybe bingo. Lucky night? Something says It smells bad.
I'm Free
ive been stuck on my ex since our break up. its been a while and atlast im happy. it was like ive had this release, never been happier. im glad to say that im smilen while written this. its amazing. he texted me and asked me if i was seeing someone and ofcourse as a girl the immediate reaction is to ask “WHY?”; and so he got mad cause i didnt respond to his question. but for the first...
