Monday, June 1, 2009
And I wonder what it feels like to hit rock bottom, like you- you know, to really stoop that low. The whole world is your oyster, and you've never had a bigger craving for sea food. Munching, and shitting, and biting anything that comes your way. Tossing the shells to the side, in case you need something to lean on when you're desperately obnoxious life comes to a sudden halt. I would shower you in pity, if there was no fear of popping the constantly growing ego placed directly between your ever so vivid shoulder blades. Carry on as you will, just don't forget.. you'll always be the most pathetic person in the room. xo.