big baby
01-17-2014, 08:40 PM
And its superlative, diffusing any ruse or situation
Consultating this confusion lately. My musings miscellaneous
Appaloosa land. Convoluting. I see the world in a cutesy way.
See, it aint much for me to translate what your meaning of complex
Any intermediate process to me is a immediate novice seemingly harmless weakling prognostic
And I understand your shouts for attention. Or your beaming personality
Im more of a demon than a person. And theyre squeezing on up outta me
No cluster assembled could unpuzzle me better
I threw the last two jigsaw pieces out so I could finish the puzzle that wasnt already finished.
Get creative with it. Mix pieces of puzzle that discretely elate. turn pieces of the blue sky into a secret piece of a lake.
Ive forgotten a lifes chapter in a prologue my narrator could give a fuck to remember
Filled my glossary with question marks and the index with clumps so congested
How depressing to see life as a series of numbers and letters? Im a genius to some
and unholy to all. Ive lved life lonely, not being able to trust one to hold me in falls. And opening ups hard. Writing became a lifesaver. Skates of stone broke through the snow during icebreakers
Consultating this confusion lately. My musings miscellaneous
Appaloosa land. Convoluting. I see the world in a cutesy way.
See, it aint much for me to translate what your meaning of complex
Any intermediate process to me is a immediate novice seemingly harmless weakling prognostic
And I understand your shouts for attention. Or your beaming personality
Im more of a demon than a person. And theyre squeezing on up outta me
No cluster assembled could unpuzzle me better
I threw the last two jigsaw pieces out so I could finish the puzzle that wasnt already finished.
Get creative with it. Mix pieces of puzzle that discretely elate. turn pieces of the blue sky into a secret piece of a lake.
Ive forgotten a lifes chapter in a prologue my narrator could give a fuck to remember
Filled my glossary with question marks and the index with clumps so congested
How depressing to see life as a series of numbers and letters? Im a genius to some
and unholy to all. Ive lved life lonely, not being able to trust one to hold me in falls. And opening ups hard. Writing became a lifesaver. Skates of stone broke through the snow during icebreakers