Sunday, November 27, 2011
and i wiiiish i neeever met her at all
you call my name, oh so sweet
to make your kiss incomplete
when your mood is clear
you quickly change your ways
which is essentially a supernaturally accurate description of everyone we all know. how many people are you really familiar with that are absolutely not fair weather friends?
once you come up with that number, re-examine the posse. imagine a shark attack, or some sexy and eligible possible soul mate or a million dollar lottery ticket or 25 to life v. snitching.
then, divide that number in half.
at that point - if you have anyone left, of course - you've got about half the people that will actually back you when the things you want are in direct opposition to the things that maintain their status quo.
myself. well. my status quo doesn't hurt anyone else too much. on nights like this i think that perhaps it's the best of several evils.
but i'm just 2 days away from real work, and i know that once i'm back there nothing i say now will actually matter much and so.
without further ado
adieu.
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But then you got your occasional Wesley Autrey aka Subway Superman who will magically appear on the platform and shield you when you fall down.
ReplyDeleteDecided to mess around with something working titled: pink on brown.
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ReplyDeleteyes. yessir. i bank on that sort of magical thing happening. bet my salary and my whole livelihood on a unicorn's appearance as i'm edging out on the platform.
that's just the type of lady i am, i suppose.
i like pink and brown.