oh shit my heart lookin' babe! damn its busy times these odd and strange years
were livin.
the mother earth keeps bounding us back and the paths for mankind are kinda
burned up beforehand.
still we grapple on the hook and keep on swingin. who really dreams about
better tomorrow?
holy hell, choices those damn choices we have to make. it would be so much
simplier without the.
m. <typo> so, we need a plan. what fucking plan? we dont have to go to
stinking job 9to5, we dont have to bake kids,
vacuum the floor or go to haircut. if we choose to.
choices, dammit.
who needs this?
xD