K so I'm in a bar & she is pretty & he is a moron & I'm bitin' my lip.
of angels and devils
whumps nine
of my toes
onto spikes.
Tenth,
I dangle out
before the universe
before the universe
mangles hope
into doubt.
*yikes*
Don't watch the world
walk out onya.
One in ten odds?
Yeah -- you're gonna.
Onto toes, girls,
tiptoes to twirls.
Before the well
runs dry
on your whirls.
.
.
"If you think you're the smartest person in the room, then you're probably in the wrong room."
Just when you think you've got it all figured out, someone changes the rules.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Raising a child is akin to knowing you're getting fired in 18 years and having to train your replacement without actively sabotaging them.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
What if they're not stars? What if they are holes poked in the top of a container so we can breath?
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.