othelladub's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Crossbars There's something strange in the air tonight. There are so many beautiful people in the world, so many ways for things to go wrong = I see memories creep up on me, and people and places from long before, and I wonder how i can avoid making the same mistakes again - and i wonder if it was my personality - my lack of mad skills in the oral sex department - insensitivity - hypersensitivity - what was it? I've since corrected the lack of skills in the oral sex department - I have mad skillz now, but anyhow ... I am hopeful. I dont give a fuck at this point, what anyone says - I know what I want in my life - regardless of who rolls with me or not, I have faith in life and the spirit of piss and spit which causes me to sneer and snarl at fucks who are too flashy - money flash hype talk its all cheap I want to feel something raw and real something sweet, something jagged. something that can bring pleasure and make you cry. It's out there somewhere. 12:39 a.m. - 2001-09-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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