onsdag, mars 12, 2008

overprescribed

Mother-fucking, cocksucker, mother-fucking, shit-fucker. No, what am I doing? What am I doing? What the FUCK am I doing? I don't know what I'm doing. I'm doing the best that I can. I know that's all I can ask of myself. Is that good enough? Is my work doing any good? Is anybody paying attention? Is it hopeless to try and change things? The African guy is a sign, right? Because if he isn't than nothing in this world makes any sense to me; I'm fucked. Maybe I should quit. Don't quit. Maybe I should just fucking quit. Don't fucking quit. Just, I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do anymore. Fucker. Fuck. Shit.

My crush is lasting, isn't that a blast! A fucking blast is what it is.


talkin bout my generation

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