salivate, salivate, ooh lolly salivate
salivate, salivate, ooh lolly salivate

salivate

dum dum dum dum

its that time. its back. i dont really mind the salivation, but it annoys me when i actually notice it.

the phone is ringing again. i wont answer it. i know its you. and i know exactly what you want. but the problem is, not only do i not want you to have it, i dont even have it to give if i did. and i cant say that its your problem. cause its not just yours. its everyones. and everyone will have to deal with it. im sure they'll be fine.

sometimes when im riding up the road and i let the windows down, i can feel this strange intensity right behind my neck. its almost resting between my shoulders, but not. when the music is up really loud, it subsides, but if you turn the volume down just enough to reach that equilibrium, you can feel it, and it can feel you, and you know that its gonna work out. maybe not the way you imagine it, and maybe not the way you want it, but it will work out.

of course, you might die too. but then again, thats the breaks.


we dont share like we used to. there wasn't a toy in the house we wouldn't let each other have. now, i hog all the building blocks and you wont even let me near the fucking litebright. but fuck that litebright, i always hated that fucking toy anyway. 3 hours punching pegs through a fucking peice of paper. and for what? a god damn light up clown? or a sign that says "happy holidays!" clowns fucking suck, and christmas hasn't been the same since uncle larry fucking took us out to the garage and then made us promise not to tell anybody about what happened. fuck you and the litebright. im gonna build a fucking bomb with my blocks, and blow you and the litebright right the fuck up. i dont know how im going to do it, and i dont know how long its going to take, but be prepared for your ass and that litebright to be fucking blown away.








note: if you are one of those who prefers the lite bright, go here. also, go fuck yourself.

posted by crimson @ 3:00 AM

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