where to begin? ive lost my inspiration so now ive got to look for it. i search so hard but its nowhere. youd think living in new york is inspiring and it is in a way. but its all the same. so fast so stupid
im getting a phone call as we speak probably some dude asking me to come down to da club with him and taste a four loko. or taste his four loko, im not sure, im not so psychic anymore. i cut down on the tarot; i had to. but i will be doing them again at the halloween party at sterlings! come by. i will tell your fortune. it will be beautiful.
i got 2 interviews coming up honey. honey when i get money i will become creative again. hey, just cuz i dont write herre often dont mean i ever stopped lovin you. it just means ive said what i needed to say. thats all babe. thats all. love ya til johnny rotten croaks. love u all.
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