These are my thoughts, there is no beginning and no end. I write with my eyes wide shut, so who really knows where this will end up. There is no order, no rules, its all the truth and its all a lie. This is a trip, a span across time. Welcome to my life.
Monday, December 5, 2011
just another sunday
We arrive late, like all things we do. Sip coffee, apply lashes, fuck up our hair, put on belts, say our prayers, and chain smoke with our backs to the sun. Its cool in our bones with the wind in our faces, just need band tees with a good tease, boots and a bad attitude.