ok so thing's are ok. I talked to him. He didn't get mad. Sometimes I hate the obligation. But really? Do I have that much? I would have a 'loser love' ad on here ooo! now Morrissey songs. Six o'clock-- T.V. hour Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn, return. Listen to yourself churn. Lock it in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, This means no fear cavalier, renegade steer clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies! Offer me solutions, and offer me alternatives, and I decline! It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) And I feel fine