The Search for my Legs

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Eating is a form of suffering

Three puffs a buck
Like I give a fuck
Its bad, its good
Its just shitty food
One day I hope
I can elope
From this wretched strife
Some idiots call life

Posted by walnut at 7:57 PM
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