Remember ythe feeling of renting a beach house and at night we went down to the beach.....it cost dollars.... yet it fekt so natural
if i could my self one gift......go back in time.... know the game.... I would know what not to do...... i wouldnt be here now as i would become successful.....
it finally kicked in.... i realise... people dont want to hear what i have to say.... they barely let me finish a sentence
sometimes a guys breath smells really spiritual i imagine it as a clear smell .... he has great breath!
a memory : being on the hot train tacks in summer and contemplating cutting through the chain -link fence with bolt cutters to get into. a summerfestival to see MANSON.... and there were gaurds with dogs patroling the fence anf we could hear MANSON screaming.... HURRY UP!
Ever wondered why the world is so beutiful? EVer wondered why God let you suffer? It wasnt God It was The DEVIL