The wolf looks like the lamb... Your life is in his hand... He wears your heart on his sleeve...Break a leg while tryin' to leave...Bite your tongue for sayin' the truth... The dogs are on to you... The Gods play hide and seek...Blood baths start to leak... Witness the feast of the leach...Burn the book and save the witch...It's all the same...It's such a shame.
- Mood:
Mortified - Listening to: the silence
- Reading: John Steinbeck- The moon is down
- Watching: The dangerous lives of altar boys
- Playing: Bunny Bounce Deluxe
- Eating: nothing. Smoking alot.
- Drinking: Safary