18 September 2008

A mid-Sept. Cautionary Tale.

You had better wake up while you can or you just might end up wearing a ratty sweatsuit on the filthy floor of a truckstop bathroom in nowhere, Nebraska, with your insides being eaten alive by crystal meth and bits of your stringy hair stuck in the corner of your dry mouth screaming how god did it come to this o lord jesus just let me die with dignity not right here next to the toilet that someone didnt

2 comments:

stokes. said...

"that someone didnt"

that someone didn't...!!

ah, you can't end there, that's torture.

Natalie said...

that's the point, silly....hehe