Stop
I've been making a lot of mistakes lately. It's so strange to have voice inside you that's stronger than your own. (I don't want drugs today/ you will do anything for drugs today). The deeper and further away I hide it, the louder it shouts.
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hows it at the job?
My job is great. It's my purse that's the problem. No matter how much I make, I spend. It's sick.
i love my voices.
Yours must be smarter than mine. Mine just get me in trouble.
they are not.
but i welcome the madness and chaos.
You are braver than me... and evidently much handsomer
they roused me out of bed and whisked me off to some prison in E. Europe; what can i say.
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