Thursday, August 18, 2011

Living On Borrowed Time, Without a Thought for Tomorrow.

Oh yes, it all seems so bloody easier. You know, like what to wear, very serious-like. Am I gonna get another pimple? Does he really love me? All that crap. But now I don't bother about that shit no more, I know he loves me. All I gotta bother about is standing up. Ooh da da da da da da da da, dee bob a bob a beep. Alright, you can get up now.--Paraphrased from John Lennon

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