Monday, September 24, 2007

sleep will not come to this tired boy tonight

my head is a jumbled mess. i wish i had the willpower do things, like get out of bed on the weekend. i wish i didnt have gay men soliciting me for sex. when i post that im looking for a friend, im not looking for a gay fuck buddy. i have nothing against gay people, in fact i was kinda of flattered but i want nice chubby girl to snuggle with, not some hairy dude. this disturbs me. i wish i could sleep, but i dont feel good and i have smelly gas.

Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend
She is papering the window panes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house

Once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
Your royal highnesses

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.

Once again, we are hungry for a lynching
That's a strange mistake to make
You should turn the other cheek
Living in a glass house

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.

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