yes well, look out the window. that blue means

its morning.
i lie in an early bed thinking late thoughts waiting for the black to replace my blue...
and then she talks about something love like. is that all we have to replace this shit? i guess so.
and THAT is depressing.

to all of you that have never been in love
me neither. it doesnt happen. prepare yourself if you think you're there, its all going to come to an end. im sorry, im not morbid, im just being real. unless you want to sign a contract...with ring fingers and such and that all happens under god and wow, you're giving up a lot in that case. in that case, well...jesus, stamina will never feel the same. take a sponge and some vinegar with that vodka tonic and you will feel the same in the morning.

to all of you that have never had sex.
i know you have. anyone reading...well christ, if you found this link and you haven't then i have killed the innocence with my fingertips. its just words to you so i dont have to apologize. good luck when you get there. have a lot, thats my advice. suck it raw so in the end you learn that passion does not lie between the sheets or the attempts. open your ears before you open your legs. youll understand. especially if youve given up on darwin. wonder what his sex life was like.

please love though. i mean i just said not to, but if youve been through it all...if well, muffin, too bad, you're that good. read honest in eloquence.

yup well blog blue wont let me do that. want to know? its called comments. do it. she can explain it better than i.