Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Minor ventilation
Having one of those moments when I need to do a little venting nothing major. I'm trying to do the pretend not to give a damn thing - but it eh working to well; trying to turn a deaf ear to fokry. I am curious as to what the fuck is the latest saga (because when the heart and the head are in disagreement, there is always drama and sage), but at the same time I grow tired of shit on repeat (some people may say the same about my choice in music). New year same ole baggage (brings to mind Erykah Badu's - "Bag Lady"). And they say I have an unapproachable demeanor - yeah right. Anyway, see and blind, ear and deaf. Only constant so far for this year is the shit. Eau d' caca.
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