vash holding up hoola girl
I’ve made a cash cow come out through the cold trials of a lime light. Break me down to the people who make up my personality. They break into fights and call my name wondering who they are and they don’t realize I am them and they are me. All those people who seem off the distance calling me in the voices in my head coming through the cold true love of a side show slideshow gone bad and making it right off the head of bottle that breaks off to the side and sprays its insides out onto the floor. Thats the feeling its the feeling of a cold clean crack, Thats the feeling its the feeling of me coming through time.

Some days i guess i just come up with weird shit to write down. Completely stream of thought.