October 2010
11 posts
I Smoke Fools Like You on the Baseball Court
Now come on baby, Dance with me a little bit longer
In the place where time holds no value
And our hearts can truly be set free
But like all great fairy tales
This must come to an end
I know that this won’t last but we can still pretend, so pretend
I’ll take one step back just to taste the air
It’s the last you’ll have, why should I care why should I care
Then fall...
One of those days...
Where literally everything is pissing me off. Nothing is going right. Clocking out for a bit, be back in a few.
Is it normal...
To want to punch a majority of people in the face?
