December 2009
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Buck 65 -Days on End
days on end
windows I’m changing
silent hands
like its a virtue
holding on to damaged truth
like its a weapon
meant to hurt you shouldn’t care
a wooden chair
cracks its knuckles
restless midnight
wind blows worthless
turn the lights off
cursed the one small thing
I did right shoes don’t fit
theres miles to go
clement weather
smiling strangers
worried minds...
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I just cracked up so hard (pun..lol)
iguessthatscool:
hymendestroyer:
MOTHERFUCKING SHIT. I WAS JUST MASTURBATING AND EVERYTHING WAS GOING GREAT. I WAS IN MY ROOM, I HAD MY HEADPHONES ON, I WAS TOTALLY NAKED SITTING AT MY COMPUTER FAPPING AWAY TO A VIDEO ON REDTUBE. ALL OF A SUDDEN THERE’S THIS REALLY SHARP PAIN IN MY DICK, LIKE IT JUST GOT STABBED WITH A SEWING NEEDLE. I JERKED MY HAND BACK AND IT BUMPED INTO MY COMPUTER TOWER,...
Cage - Follow the Bleeder
*Note: This song just...
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