i still believe in anarchy)-well . . and there is a question as to where we stand , and so then , how does one find themselves trading in the actions in a roulette to make a quick buck , it seriously feels like a job and so the song goes , my mother knows why im still caving in after the ballot turns to a landslide , perhaps i dont like pretending but i never give a way for action , especially when confronted with a question that would slump those with the capacity to capture it , henceforth the back and forth , and without distractions . . so then the momentary caper and notice , perhaps it is dmso snd those jacked up sailors want that agony to subsist of marlboro malice that parts away with the religious aspects of the wild west and cartoon-like gangsters parish with the sex and the violence on set and on the silverscreen , all to watch the confusimg moment they all rob the cargo and kidnap the wives . .
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so in this life , most natural causes of death do not include pissing off the wrong person and in any account this life would be so much better without these people . in the most unthinkable manner that really feels like all of the dreams which persist upon a matter of fact basis are truly just relentless moments of clarity when you're dealing with a very difficult person . for the most part , you would hope that they would just cease to exist , or rather wish that they never existed . but who really has the time to worry about some discounted b-rated horror flick , seriously . it seems like all of those people really don't know what's coming to them until its too late , a rather stupid version of this cheap analogy is like dealing with the retardation of a drunk aborted fetus called upon just to make a point , and not as a situated decision that these people actually resulted from anything but their own demise ..
