Texty: Another Found Self. The Brightest Stars Burn Out. Saction.

She came inside and said,
?My head really hurts and it keeps getting worse. Do you have any asperin??
I replied no, but in my mind I meant ?Yes?, but I guess I wanted her to feel the same pain that I did when she left me stranded on the side of the road with no cash for a cab and no shield from the rain that poured down heavy like the tears that I cried when my great granny died, does it make any sense?

Probably not, I doubt it, but what does in this world today?
I say not much, but who cares what I say anyway?

This is a story that?ll never be published that should?ve never been written that no human should hear it?s been put together by losers who watch the weather and too much TV9 in other words me.

She said, ?Die to live and live to die baby say it five times fast; it?ll drive your tongue crazy and you?ll get kisses after you wash my dishes, wax all the floors, and paint all the doors in this house, it ain?t a home!
We?re never alone!
They?ll be watching us all!
Live and in color!
From your dad to your mother, your sister, your brother, your cousins, uncles, and aunts!?
Does that make any sense?

Probably not, I doubt it, but what does in this world today?
I say not much, but who cares what I say anyway?

This is a story that?ll never be published that should?ve never been written that no human should hear it?s been put together by losers who watch the weather and too much TV9 in other words me.

This is a story that?ll never be published that should?ve never been written that no human should hear it?s been put together by losers who watch the weather and too much TV9 in other words me.

This is a story that?ll never be published that should?ve never been written that no human should hear it?s been put together by losers who watch the weather and too much TV9 in other words me